"Fellow Daoist, you and I were strangers to begin with. Yet you act so domineeringly now—do you truly think yourself invincible?"
Heavenly Burial Seven Sha spoke, their eyes carrying a trace of compassion for heaven and pity for mankind, yet also a monstrous murderous intent.
All seven wore crimson robes.
The robes were stained with blood and inscribed with some unknown pattern.
The blood seemed ready to come alive, merging with the patterns and exuding an eerie aura.
"We indeed do not know each other, but since you saw certain things, you must pay the price for it."
Xu Zimo said calmly.
He slowly walked toward the seven.
He walked with such leisurely ease, so composed and unhurried.
As though he was not going to fight.
But merely admiring a stretch of scenery, gazing upon flowers and grass.
Yet when he drew close to Heavenly Burial Seven Sha, Xu Zimo suddenly extended his hand. Overlord Shadow in his grasp shattered through the void.
He held his blade and killed, his body like a shadow, his blade aura like a god.
Xu Zimo's movements appeared light and casual.
But when he swung his blade.
In an instant, the entire heaven and earth were filled with blade aura.
The leader of Heavenly Burial Seven Sha did not even have time to react.
He was killed with a single slash.
Blade aura pierced directly through his chest. The vast and surging power of the universe destroyed every shred of his soul and life.
Just one exchange, one slash.
Heavenly Burial Seven Sha became Heavenly Burial Six Sha.
The other six were terrified.
Someone shouted, "Brothers, we can no longer hold back! Use the Heavenly Burial Art!"
The six simultaneously swept their robes, and the patterns upon them erupted with rising radiance.
It seemed