The shattering of the River and Mountains Scroll made the entire sky seem like dusk, faintly tinged with the aura of twilight.
The tall figure stood upright in place.
The broken profound armor on his body dispersed like sand in the wind; the Guixu Immortal Armor had already returned to the Formation at his chest, leaving only his slightly fluttering ink robe.
Shen Yi looked down at his empty palm, not feeling the warmth of Pan Boyang's blood; it just didn't feel quite right.
A moment later, he withdrew his gaze, casually clenching his fist.
The golden-patterned profound sword whooshed out from the ancient trees, turning into a stream of sharp light that reaped the lives of the remaining few Ghost Pythons!
Splat! Splat!
In front of the profound sword that could shatter the azure lotus sword and disregard the Heavenly Origin Illusion Thunder Ruler, the heavily injured Python Demons had little chance to resist and were unknowingly torn apart.
