"Break!" Chen Wanli let out a light shout. Instantly, his long blade sliced through the swirling sand and the praying Black men. Like a streak of light piercing the void, it shot straight toward the snake's tail. Before the snake tail—which had descended from the heavens like a divine whip—the blade seemed insignificant. Yet, it acted like a razor-sharp divine weapon, slicing through the snake tail as if it were soft tofu.
A gush of scarlet blood sprayed out. The Black men kneeling in prayer froze in place, looking like a glitching scene in a video game.
"Slash again!" Chen Wanli roared. The long blade, condensed from his spiritual consciousness, rose once more, this time striking directly at the human head.
Chapter 259