The sky had turned ink-black, the void appearing above the fields, the dark purple demonic power pouring down, intermingled with a faint golden mist, swiftly spreading to the four winds.
Yun Rong wielded her sword, scattering the remains of the evil beasts into pieces of flesh, which were tainted by the demonic mist, causing Blood Pearls to suspended in mid-air, enveloping the pieces of flesh. Under several surges, they astonishingly reformed and continued their slaughter.
Baili An's silhouette was soon swallowed and vanished by the tides of demons.
With just one sword, Yun Rong realized the persistence of these evil beasts, and knew that even with her cultivation, once involved in the muddy waters of the Royal Palace's internal battle, she would be swept away like a clay ox entering river, struggling to preserve herself.
That one sword was a test, and also a heartfelt attempt to aid Baili An.
