Several elders at the ninth rank of the Golden Immortal realm came forward, their bodies shrouded in dense divine light, and the magical artifacts in their hands exuded terrifying pressure.
Behind them, countless divine cultivators poured in like a golden stream, turning the entire valley into a sea of gold.
Zi’er stood there, looking at the golden waves, her purple eyes remaining calm and undisturbed.
He simply raised the purple longsword in his hand slowly, the blade pointing diagonally towards the sky, and then—
Swing down.
A purple sword ray shot out from the tip of the sword, like a giant purple light curtain, sweeping across the golden sea.
Wherever the sword light passed, space was torn apart by black cracks, the air split with sharp whistling sounds, and the golden light melted as quickly as snowflakes under the sunlight in front of that purple sword light.
The elders at the forefront, all of them ninth rank Golden Immortal realm, were the first to be hit.
Before they could react, their bodies were penetrated by the purple sword light, golden blood spraying into the air. Their bodies were thrown backwards like kites with broken strings, crashing into the group of divine cultivators behind them, throwing dozens of people off balance.
Immediately afterwards, a purple sword light, like an invisible giant sword, slashed at the formation of the divine army.
The golden armor shattered into pieces like paper, blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and screams of agony echoed throughout the room.
Divine cultivators fell in rows like harvested wheat; some were split in half at the waist, some were split in half from head to toe, and some were completely shattered by the power of laws contained in the sword light.
Zi’er’s figure was like purple lightning, shooting through the golden waves.
The speed increased, and the sword light became increasingly dense, like a giant purple sword net, strangling and eliminating the divine cultivators one by one.
With a single slash of the sword, hundreds of elite members of the Divine Race fell.
With two sword slashes, thousands of elite members of the divine race turned into a rain of blood.
With three sword slashes, the golden army formation consisting of over ten thousand divine cultivators collapsed completely.
The divine cultivators began to retreat, fleeing, abandoning their magical artifacts and fleeing in panic.
The once mighty golden armor was now stained with the golden blood of their own kind, and the once resounding slogans had been replaced by screams of fear.
Zi’er stood amidst piles of corpses and a sea of blood. Her long purple dress was stained dark purple mottled with golden blood, but she remained standing straight, and the longsword in her hand was as steady as ever.
His breathing remained even, his gaze remained calm, as if everything that had just happened was just like brushing aside fallen leaves.
Tens of thousands of elite gods were nothing more than harvested crops before him.
Jin Wuhao stood there, looking at the golden corpses strewn across the ground, the divine cultivators who were scattering and fleeing, and the purple figure that remained motionless amidst the mountains of corpses and sea of blood. His hands were shaking violently, and his teeth were clenched so tightly they were chattering.
He couldn’t understand it.
What cultivation level did this woman in purple have?
However, whatever realm he was in, today’s battle had destroyed half of the God Clan’s tens of thousands of years of foundation.
The elite troops he brought, the subordinates who had fought alongside him for many years, now lay on the ground like discarded rags.
All of this happened because of one person—David.
Jin Wuhao suddenly raised his head, his golden gaze passing over Zi’er and fixed on the gray figure at the entrance of the main hall.
David stood there, his purple eyes calmly observing everything, like a still statue.
“David”
Jin Wuhao’s voice was hoarse, as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper, “Who exactly are you? Why would such an influential expert intervene on your behalf?”
FAQ Novel
Q: Why do the demon cultivators beg Zi’er for mercy?
A: They are completely terrified by Zi’er’s power and her recent actions, hoping she will spare them.
Q: How does Jin Wuhao react to Zi’er’s actions?
A: He is enraged by Zi’er letting the demon cultivators go and orders his elite divine soldiers to launch an all-out attack on her.
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