This sword strike swept across, annihilating all the mechanical warriors along the way with a devastating force.
As for those engaged in battle with the mechanical warriors, they remained unscathed, only feeling a gentle breeze pass by, and then the mechanical warriors they struggled against turned to dust in an instant.
The power of this sword left the entire scene in temporary silence.
Yu Ming lowered his sword and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Is this indeed a presence I can never surpass, no matter how hard I try?
At the same time, Zhang Tianyou, amidst the mechanical ranks, shuddered and suddenly recalled something, then shouted a name with a sinister voice.
"Xue An! You didn't die in there, and you actually came out?"
"Of course, I didn't die. If I had, how could I watch this grand spectacle?"
As the voice traveled, a figure slowly emerged beside Huyue, it was Xue An, clad in snow-white garments.
