"How could this be...?"
The leading man and his few companions were utterly incredulous.
At this moment, they could clearly feel their physical bodies, their Primordial Spirits, and even the Dao Laws they mastered, rapidly disintegrating amidst the overwhelming thunder.
This was something they had not imagined, no matter what, before coming here.
Being Immortals of the great sects and traditions, to face such a fate at the hands of a wild Immortal from nowhere was unthinkable.
A fierce glint suddenly flashed in the leading man's eyes.
In the next moment, a terrifying aura suddenly emanated from his body.
A black flame-covered Immortal Sword abruptly emerged from him and cleaved towards the engulfing thunder.
This sword was entirely inscribed with interwoven Immortal Dao rules.
Evidently, this was a bona fide Immortal Treasure.
This was his greatest trump card.
