The enemies were taken down one by one.
Lives kept dissipating in the Netherworld.
Until—!
"Break!"
A crisp, furious shout suddenly rang out.
A streak of Sword Light pierced through the darkness, tearing the sky asunder.
Ming Yan was fortunate; because she was worried about Ke Lian Shan's actions, she lagged behind the others for a while and did not enter the battlefield Zhou Fuqiu had carved out.
But she was also unfortunate.
After expending immense Qi Power to unleash that one sword of Divine Power bestowed upon her after the Cave Heaven Competition back then, what she faced was a battlefield full of scars, wails filling the land, with only a single person still standing.
Zhou Fuqiu raised his head coldly, looking toward that woman in the distance.
