The Great Emperor?
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Stand back..." a voice called out.
Various top cultivators back down. Renhuang Chen, who was protecting the cultivators of the Heavenly Mandate Academy, also said, "Stand back for now. This corpse king is terrifying."
A giant-level figure had been killed with one blow so easily. The corpse king's combat ability was astonishing. Cultivators who had not survived a divine tribulation would find it difficult to take a stand against the corpse king. Even Tribulation level cultivators were having a hard time fighting him.
"It is already too late," said Emperor Xi. A sorrowful wail could be heard all around them. They were all trapped in this domain of rhythm. The storm of rhythm that surrounded the vast space merged with the hum of swords and became a mournful wail of swords. It blocked out the sky and enveloped all the cultivators.