The two masters of the Demon Dragon Clan shouted angrily, filled with murderous intent, like ancient giant dragons roaring.
In the city, many people's faces changed and they couldn't help but retreat a long distance; a world-shaking battle was about to take place below.
They didn't want to be involved.
"Hiss!"
Mo Wangchen moved, bringing his two fingers together and slicing through the void.
In the blink of an eye, the Sword Sea covering the entire Heavenly Vault surged like a tide.
"Buzz..."
During its movement, Ten Thousand Swords merged into one, fusing together to form a terrifying Sword Light, as if slashed from the chaotic ages, cleaving the Heavenly Vault, descending instantly onto one of them.
"Ah..."
A scream erupted, without any surprise; this sword was truly too fast, beyond belief, the Sword Light pierced through the brow of a demigod, obliterating his Primordial Spirit completely.
"Gasp!"
