The instant the thirty thousand imperial guards died, the entire battlefield fell deathly silent.
These Giant Spirits generally stood forty feet tall, and many people nearby saw their heads blasted apart by the Divine-Intent Death-Touching Saber.
Including the three hundred thousand-odd Night Wolf Giant Spirits, all the Half-Horse Tribe, Copper-Skin Tribe, and others fell deathly silent.
Everyone stared at the distant scene, stunned out of their senses.
The four first-rank experts from Yan Province standing near the Black Tortoise Army's soldiers, striving to kill Xia Longxiang's subordinate generals, turned even paler.
The eyes of the two first-rank experts from the Half-Horse Tribe filled with intense dread and regret.
It was Limitless Saber Lord Chu Xisheng!
Although they had not sensed any trace of Chu Xisheng, this had to be his Divine-Intent Death-Touching Saber!
Both men involuntarily felt terror rise within them.
How were they supposed to resist someone like this, a saber art like this?
They were worried about the Half-Horse Tribe's future.
The gods beyond the heavens possessed boundless power, but they stood high above, far too distant from them.
The blades of the Divine Land's Human Race, however, were right before their eyes.
Following the Night Wolf Giant Spirits might well be the wrong path, one that might push their people into a bottomless abyss.
The silence on the battlefield lasted only an instant.
A moment later, another booming bang rang through the sky, accompanied by a chorus of startled, birdlike cries.
They came from the Winged People in the air.
In that instant, the heads of a full seventy thousand Winged People were blasted apart by the Divine-Intent Saber, sending another cloud of bloody mist raining down.
The surrounding Winged People immediately panicked, flapping their wings as they tried to get away from this place, away from