Chapter 592: Can a God Withstand My Sword?

As the million-strong army charged forth, an expressionless woman in a plain dress stood atop a small black tower. She brought her sword down in a single, decisive stroke. Whoosh! A streak of sword light slashed down from above. Before the army could react, their heads fell in perfect unison, as if severed by a single sword swing. In the blink of an eye, a million corpses littered the ground! One sword, a million dead! The leading middle-aged man from the Divine Kingdom was reduced to a mere...