Chapter 1705: Terror War

The man in gray moved without hesitation. His immortal sword swept out once, and the heavens and earth for hundreds of thousands of miles collapsed into a vast, roiling chaos. Endless swordlight winked out in the void, only to be born again from nothingness, over and over. That single strike felt like an exalted envoy bearing the will of the heavens, descending upon the mortal world to erase everything in its path. It carried the weight of an apocalypse. Every cultivator present blanched. Some...