It was still in midair in the untouched rift.
Jian Wushuang, dressed in a black robe, stood there indifferently. There were dozens of Blood-sky Swords densely suspended in front of him.
"Combine."
With Jian Wushuang's roar, the dozens of Blood-sky Swords immediately combined at an astonishing speed to form a scarlet longsword as long as six meters.
Hum~~~
The scarlet longsword was surrounded by an air current, giving off an astonishing air of violence.
"Go."
Controlled by Jian Wushuang's thoughts, the scarlet longsword flitted.
Swish!
A Blood Shadow flashed by, but left no trace in the air.
The next moment, a slight swish came from a high mountain hundreds of meters away. Then the top half of the mountain was lifted and dropped sideways. In the middle of the mountain was an extremely smooth and neat cut made by a sharp blade.
This giant mountain was split into two halves by one single slash.
Hum!
