On the battlefield, to kill or be killed was but a matter of thought.
Wu Wang, disguised as a True Immortal, wielded his Longsword, charging everywhere, having already claimed countless lost souls beneath his blade.
His Dao heart was calm, without any ripple.
From above the battlefield, monstrous noises came from time to time as the Dao rules repeatedly shattered and reformed.
Now and then, Divine Spirits would streak above him, invariably pursued by several, even more than a dozen, Human Domain Transcendents.
The great battle intensified as more and more experts from both sides were drawn in, stretching the battle lines ever longer.
The topography within thousands of miles was massively altered, with mountains occasionally seen flying across the sky, turned into weapons of convenience by powerful warriors...
It was a grand contention of Heaven and Earth!
Both sides were blinded by a blood rage.
