The Slaughter Sword Intent enveloped the entire South-Garrison Pass, and sword lights blossomed radiantly, stretching for hundreds of miles.
Silver-white Sword Qi, either slashing or stabbing, crisscrossed; passing by the sides of the Baihua Soldiers and Annan Army guards.
Their opponents, whether demons or barbarians, wore expressions of horror on their faces; their previous running and fighting had all frozen in place.
For a time, both the heavens and the earth around South-Garrison Pass fell silent, as quiet as if they had lost their voice.
Even the female barbarian leader and others rushing from afar were stunned in place, watching the scene before them with expressions of immense sorrow and horror.
—A sword that shocks all around!
Ssst! Ssst!
Moments later, a series of hissing sounds like air leaking converged into a torrent, surrounding the whistling of the Spring Rain Sword as it flew by.
Carried by it, the sword wind blew past.
