The cultivators were filled with shock, but could only resist with all their might.
However, since Gu Yuan had made his move, how could it be so simple?
Clang—!!!
He channeled his Sword Intent, suddenly unleashing it.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
Many felt as if struck by lightning, spitting out blood.
Some let out a sudden, piercing scream, their bodies shattering on the spot, turning into a pool of blood and flesh, their bodies and Yin Spirits shredded by the Sword Intent.
As for some Celestial Human Realm and Golden Core Realm cultivators, they silently turned to ashes, their souls scattered.
Only the Yang Spirits could barely withstand it, but were seriously injured.
Then, Gu Yuan wielded his Long Sword, sweeping towards these Yang Spirits.
The faint Five-Colored Sword Light emitted a menacing aura, appearing slow yet swift as it slashed out.
