Sword rain fell like a downpour.
However, unlike the vitality that rain brought, this sky full of Sword Intent brought only death.
The first to bear the brunt were the Deities lucky enough to survive on the Qingtian Peak square.
They didn't want to run, but when the sword rain sealed off heaven and earth, escape had become a luxury.
Zi.
The weaker Deities couldn't even muster the strength to resist, as Sword Intent split open their divine bodies, followed by earth-shattering screams.
But those screams were cut short, often ending within a single breath.
Because the ones who screamed had been sliced into nothingness by the sword rain.
Such gruesome scenes made the hearts of other Deities tremble, and those with violent temperaments, filled with indignation, spread their defensive formations, rushing skyward, trying to fight off the descending sword rain with their formidable Cultivation Levels.
But all their struggles were in vain.
