In these buildings, Immortal Qi permeated, continuously rising.
Soon after, from within the immortal mist, figures slowly walked out one by one.
Each figure was shrouded in overwhelming Immortal Qi.
Some rode the clouds, exhibiting extraordinary temperament.
Some attained true enlightenment, with elegance and poise like a phoenix.
Others could summon the wind and rain, returning to their natural state.
The immortals descended, causing the firmament to tremble.
Just at this moment, a blade fell from the sky.
The Blade Intent was utterly annihilating, capable of destroying everything.
At this moment, countless buildings of the Heavenly Court collapsed, the ethereal towers turned into ruins in an instant.
The immortals were terrified.
At this moment, they were but spirits under the blade.
Lambs awaiting slaughter,
Fish on the chopping board.
A blade descended from the firmament, and the Eighteen Demon Armors looked up.
