After this sword strike, who in the world dares to speak out?

Ssshhh...

The sound of countless gasps filled the battlefield, reverberating like a wave. Even the temperature seemed to drop as if all the warmth had been sucked away by the collective shock.

What unfolded before everyone's eyes was a sight beyond description. The Four Great Lords of the Netherworld Sect, once thought invincible, had their bodies utterly annihilated by the devastating sword energy. Not even a trace of their physical forms remained.

Blood mist and dust filled the air, scattered across the battlefield like rain, casting a chilling atmosphere that made onlookers tremble in fear.

With just two sword strikes, the Four Lords were completely obliterated.

Ye Daocang stood tall, his aura radiating an unmatched dominance that seemed to command the entire battlefield. His presence was awe-inspiring, as if he had ascended to an unprecedented peak of power.