In the next instant, several demon beasts and giant spirits were engulfed by dazzling purple lightning and then silently wiped out from existence.
At this moment, in a certain part of the outer mist, an unusually weak wave of consciousness suddenly emerged, appearing extremely chaotic.
Cracking sounds...
The surfaces of several square obelisks suddenly cracked with dense lines, and the carvings became blurry and the surface light turned very dim.
On the other side, only the sound of thousands of swords singing could be heard, as countless sword lights covered more than half of the plaza space, engulfing several massive demon beasts which were instantly torn apart, turning into countless streams of flowing light and dissipating.
As for Han Wu, his clothes were ragged, his entire body covered in wounds, and the sword lights surrounding him flickered as if the recent strike had consumed a great amount of energy.
