The scene across the vast lands of the Evercrown Ceremony was chaos and death; the Evil Sentinels came with malicious momentum, but as the Ascendants took action, their tremendous slaughter slowly changed to a freakish escape.
"WHO IN THE HEAVENS ARE THESE MORTALS?! RUN! NO! MY ARM!!" An Evil Sentinel lost their arm to an inexplicable fragrant ray of sword light. They tumbled frantically through the sky trying to soar away. Their cultivation base at the Demi-Mortal Lord Phase, which was a great pride of theirs, was worthless as an icy sword light sliced into their neck, severing their head immediately after.
