Whoa!
The strong wind started from Lingyu Mountain, entered through the West City Gate, whipped the grass and shook the stones, and tore open a light sword mark on the ground.
Then, thunder rumbled across the flat lands.
Outside the sword pillar array, it stretched for thousands of miles, swirling snowflakes danced in the sky, dazzling people's eyes.
"This..."
Li You, the sect master of the Yin Ghost Sect, stood in the air above Fusang City, observing the battle from afar.
In a moment, she felt a chilling force brush across her face like some power had pierced through her body, swiftly streaking towards the rear.
She suddenly turned back.
Behind her, that straight sword mark flowed like an electric snake.
From the ground, climbing up the walls and roofs, it split through the low fragmented stone hills, heading straight towards the east.
...
"East!"
