From the east to the west, from the sky to the mountain peaks, from the mountain peaks to the valleys.
It all happened in just an instant, but the brutality of the battle and the bloody scene had already shocked all the spectators.
The rogue cultivator holding a person in his hand had an astonishing battle intent, making decisive moves as if born for slaughter. The cards he revealed—only a giant black sword and a bronze mirror capable of controlling magic—made his spiritual power and pill techniques seem insignificant. Yet his sudden assaults and murderous tactics left everyone trembling.
Amidst the rogue cultivator's laughter, this void seemed like a meat grinder. In less than half an incense stick of time, he had obliterated four squads of demon cultivators. Two peaks, provoked by him and daring to attack, also fell under his wrath.
This was beyond the means of a loose cultivator at the Golden Core Initial Stage and even difficult for those in the late-stage Golden Core.
