The plants trembled with murderous intent, and the stars dimmed.
A streak of sword Qi erupted, capable of severing even transcendents!
Haaroon Tallman's hair stood on end as he unleashed his full strength in a desperate attempt to defend.
But it was futile—his cultivation was sliced through like tofu.
Even the thousand peak cultivators behind him were cut down, their immortal souls obliterated.
In a single strike, he had killed a thousand peak immortal cultivators, severing their life force completely.
The move stunned everyone.
The nine-tailed saint fox stared in shock, as if witnessing a terrifying force.
Haaroon staggered back in fear. "Sword Qi that transcends? Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter," Braydon Neal said with a faint smile. "Our human race is claiming Wollo Western Town. Any objections?"
No one dared object.
The sword light just now was unmistakably a transcendent sword.