One figure after another shot skyward, heading straight for the Desolate Heaven Sword Sect's mountain gate.
Killing intent surged to the heavens, battle lust roiled!
After a month of training, regardless of age, anyone who passed the trials had been honed into a being of pure slaughter, their fighting spirit blazing fiercely—so intense it could chill the soul!
Now, bathed in the murderous aura of the Desolate Heaven Sword Sect's enemies, even those who felt fear found that terror brutally dispelled, and rushed forward with abandon.
"War King Clan, and Daluo Vajra Sect—don't scatter, press forward in order!"
Shi Feng shouted in a thunderous voice, rallying the crowd.
The two hundred advanced, immediately compressing their formation like a tidal wave of beasts.
In mere moments, everyone arrived at the mountain gate.
The gate stood majestic and solemn, deathly intent swirling.
An ancient sword hovered above the gate, radiating a suffocating Sword Dao aura of slaughter.
