Chapter 903: Chaos Shatters the Void, a Sword to Sever Samsara

The world was dying. The dome of chaotic light, Matsu Floris’s final bastion, flickered like a candle in a hurricane, on the verge of being extinguished. Below, the remaining cultivators of the three sects watched in utter despair. Their energy was spent, their spirits were broken, and the monstrous entity in the sky, Wu Bumi, was gloating over their imminent demise. “Your sacrifice,” his voice boomed, a chilling fusion of countless synthesized tones, “is merely the final, crucial piece...