The galaxy hung overhead like a curtain, its sword light rolling in ripples, and with a seemingly slow but actually swift violent force, it struck towards the four people.
The destructive power of this attack far exceeded the Integration Period Perfection, even a cultivator at the Kalpa Passing Stage would have to take precautions. The four of them, even working together, couldn't save themselves. Without the assistance of an external magical tool, they only had one outcome: perish on the spot.
There was a loud bang.
At the critical moment, a loud noise as powerful as a thunderbolt blasted in their ears. The four of them respectfully saluted the man in black standing in front of them, calling him "King Xin".
The man was eight feet tall, his eyes sparkled like gemstones, exuding an edge as cold as ice. His eyebrows were sharp like an eagle, and his demeanor was intimidating.
Qiyan, Ji Xin.
