The mountains trembled. Rays of divine light shot toward the heavens from deep within the dark, gloomy mountain range, like a cascade of stars falling from the firmament to crush everything in their path.
From every direction, a chilling killing intent radiated. One after another, great banners fell into place, linking together to form a star-like pattern.
A hazy mist billowed out, creeping toward Jiang Ruxian, who stood at the entrance of the ruined temple.
Her expression was completely unfazed. With just a few waves of her hands, a tyrannical fluctuation of Runes emanated from her, like raging waves crashing against the heavens or jagged rocks smashing against the shore. The figures charging at her were all sent flying.
PUFF...
Blood instantly rained down from the sky. The figures plummeted into the surrounding mountains like broken sacks, their combat strength completely gone. In that single moment, they smashed through an untold number of peaks.
