Chapter 425: The Eternal Sword Emperor

The blood of the Corpse Saint Senn had not yet cooled upon the frozen ground when the very fabric of the sky began to tear. The oppressive, malevolent aura that had suffocated the battlefield intensified a thousandfold, converging on two figures who descended from the swirling vortex of the Devil's Gate. One was Taoist Master Claudius, his face a mask of fanatical ecstasy, his hands weaving complex seals that pulsed with an unholy light. The other was a man who was no longer a man. Sword Emperor...