Wang Yi was on a rampage, fighting with complete disregard for the energy he spent. A single swing of his Heaven-Opening Axe slew over a thousand Golden Core Cultivators and simultaneously created a small world. He continued to slay his enemies, unleashing his Starlight Flying Sword, which surged like a great river, a raging wave. It was a great slaughter, an absolute slaughter, a merciless, automated slaughter!
Amidst the battle, Wang Yi felt as if he were training an AI. A single thought was all it took for his various Divine Techniques to coordinate and unleash a constant barrage of moves. Their coordination grew more fluid, their attacks more powerful.
One hundred thousand Golden Core Cultivators didn't seem to be nearly enough for him to cut loose on.
