Chapter 644
As the woman let out a clear cry, the longsword above Qinchuan's head began to move.
Carrying terrifying energy, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, it slowly pressed down toward the top of Qinchuan's head.
The movements of this huge sword seemed very slow, yet they imparted an inescapable sense of despair.
This feeling was like an ant watching helplessly as a divine mountain plummeted from the heavens.
Desiring to escape, but unable to flee the range of the divine mountain's shadow.
Utter despair.
Even the Saints in the distance were crushed by the sword array's condensed giant sword, filled with terror as they retreated further away.
"My God, this giant sword, even a Supreme Saint Expert in the late stage would have to expend a great deal of energy to resist it, right?"
