Yang Ye grunted coldly as he gazed at the trembling space around him, and then his sword intent surged out and merged into those areas of space. In an instant, those trembling areas of space became calm.

“AH!!!” Numerous horrified voices resounded from deep within space.

Yang Ye laughed coldly as he put the Sword Servants and the black robed man’s corpse away, and then he turned around and vanished on the spot.

The black robed man was a high-grade Half-Saint, at ...