The distorted evil qi exploded fiercely on the distant horizon along with the rising morning sun.
The sunlight faded, the blood light rampant.
The air was filled with a mix of bizarre sharp sounds, thundering booms that threatened to shatter eardrums and churn brains.
The large barrier of the Nanwu Sword Sect's array was opened, and demonic ghosts fell like a sudden downpour. The ripple upon ripple of the transparent barrier made the islands of the Sword Sect seem as if they had sunk to the ocean floor.
Looking up, the sky was nowhere to be seen.
A beautiful young woman slightly raised her head, watching the chaotic scene in the distance, her brows slightly furrowed, yet she continued to sit still on Luoxia Bamboo Island deep within the Misty Sea, unmoving.
