"Roar!"
In the vast desert, the heavens and earth lost their color. A silver colossus hung midair, swinging its arms wildly, its eyes blazing with golden light, surrounded by violent soul energy.
The colossus seemed capable of destroying everything, but at this very moment, it was merely a shell of its former strength. If it had feelings, it would understand the term: formidable on the surface but feeble at heart.
The boundless, continuous jade-colored clouds rolled in, shrouding the giant layer by layer. Each breath, each fluctuation carried a biting Sword Qi.
These Sword Qi sliced like surgical knives, thin and exceedingly fast.
They mercilessly pounced on the giant, precisely dividing its body, gradually dissolving, countering, and annihilating its Soul Power. The lifeless giant, amidst this cold, ruthless slaughter, seemed to have developed a sense of fear.
"No, impossible!"
The High Priest stood rigidly in place, his face a mixture of horror and disbelief.
