Yang Quan's icy presence resounded across the Earth with the grandest spectacle—this was the war with the most participants finally beginning.
Yet, the battle within the Central Room was far from conventional!
On one side stood hundreds of millions of Xin Atu, though angelic in form, while the opposing force numbered merely two thousand.
In other words, no matter who, Yang Chuan was bound to be completely overwhelmed by the Xin Atu.
But reality defied expectations. As soon as the Ghost Blade in Yang Quan's hand fell slowly, countless black moons suddenly emerged.
The thousands of warriors at the forefront, massive groups charging with fury, encountered almost no resistance as they violently unleashed disaster upon their enemies.
Yes, truly.
Faced with this scene, Li Danzi, leading amidst the torrential rain and crackling lightning, beads of sweat trickled down his forehead.
