What capture Gu Sheng, what snatch the treasure sword, all of it was thrown to the clouds. Now, they just want to be as far away from this God of Slaughter as possible!
Gu Sheng watched coldly and did not immediately pursue.
He slowly raised the Ancient Divine Sword, and the ancient patterns on the sword's body lit up one by one, with terrifying energy rising rapidly!
"What a pity..."
Gu Sheng murmured to himself.
"The unsealed energy will dissipate if left unused..."
The sword's light grew increasingly intense, until it became as dazzling as a small sun.
The entire Blood River began to boil, its surface rising and falling!
In the distance, the Dragon Palace was desperately fleeing, suddenly sensing a soul-crushing wave coming from behind.
Unable to resist, he turned his head, just in time to see Gu Sheng swinging his sword—
"Slash."
A word as light as air, akin to a death sentence from the grim reaper.
"Boom!!!"
