The Jianghai border wall.
A bloody rain fell from the sky.
The mountain-like corpse of the giant roc exploded.
Flesh, blood, and bone scattered across the ground, and the horde of Star Beasts swarmed to devour the meat and lap up the blood.
Qin Yang floated in mid-air, clad in a black robe.
The Ziwei Divine Sword circled around him, giving him the bearing of an Immortal. The bloody rain parted around him, and a tsunami of cheers roared in his ears.
"Sword God!"
"He's finally made his move! Jianghai is saved!!"
On the city wall, the people were overjoyed, collectively chanting his title.
So strong!
To kill an Emperor Level Star Beast in a single strike—he was truly worthy of his reputation as the Sword God. Now that the Jianghai Sword God had joined the city's defense, they would surely be able to turn the tide of this losing battle.
'Master is here...'
Li Zixuan looked up at Qin Yang, her heart leaping with joy and excitement!
