Virtuous Descendants

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.