After the divine sword made its kill, it slashed forward again. It shrieked through the sky, moving at a shocking speed. It seemed like it had locked onto the figures in the shadow.
Cracking sounds rang out, one after another as several Renhuangs died by this sword, making many people look at Ye Futian.
A brilliant light shone as the sword returned to Ye Futian's side and hovered there. He opened his eyes and looked off into the distance. Over there, he could see two terrifying auras.
Someone on the other side had notified the other cultivators. The rest of the army was now on its way.
The area was filled with intense pressure, and killing will burned fiercely. The two great armies appeared within the range of his divine consciousness. They were moving extremely quickly. They were not coming alone like the small force that had arrived first but was coming with their full force.
