Chapter 792: Saintslayer

"Cleave the Eight Desolations!" On the verdant sword, pitch-black runes forged from the power of laws suddenly flared with black light. A torrent of annihilation roared out, condensing into a world-shattering sword intent. As this sword intent surged, martial artists, sorcerers, and other supernaturals across the world were all struck with terror. A nameless dread welled up in their hearts, as if the end of the world was upon them. Confronting this sword head-on, Long Qing's face contorted, his...