In response, his massive conjured sword fell.
The white sword light appeared weak and insignificant in comparison, as though it stood no chance against the enormous weapon.
But midway, the white light accelerated, piercing cleanly through the massive sword and hurtling toward Wanhua Yun.
His face twisted in shock.
Although he was a Mahayana stage cultivator and not far from the Tribulation Stage, he had never imagined that his carefully condensed giant sword would shatter so easily before his attack.
As Wanhua Yun struggled with the retaliatory force of the white light, the two Emperor level Devils seized the opportunity to strike.
One wielded a black staff topped with a sinister skull, radiating murderous energy as it descended.
The other, wielding a massive axe, swung decisively.
A spatial rift tore open in its wake, shredding nearby spiritual energy into disarray, though it quickly began to reform.
