Invincible

Changes abound amidst the battlefield. No one on and off the battlefield was not astounded by the bright and dazzling Divine Sword.

Inside the Empty Imperial Palace, countless gazes were fixed onto the bright and dazzling scene unfolding within the mirror screen in the sky.

One sword. Executing the enemy.

The Divine Sword returned to its place in front of Ye Futian. It floated there and released beams of swordsmanship Divine Light.

Apart from that, the bright moon still hung in the sky. Beams of moonlight shone upon the space, bathing Ye Futian within. Hair as white as snow, the will of the emperor as holy as ever... At that moment, he looked simply astounding.

The hearts of leaders and big shots of the Shen Clan, the Golden Divine Nation, and other factions that were enemies of Ye Futian, trembled. Their gaze changed gradually. They became colder; their killing intent had increased even further.