Shifted to the perspective of the cultivators inside the pagoda, what they saw was a massive treasured sword cleaving the pagoda in two from top to bottom.
Not a single cultivator who came into contact with the sword escaped; all of them were thoroughly obliterated by the churning, ferocious sword qi.
Zhenling Supreme appeared, gasping for breath. He resisted with all his might, but against the sword radiating supreme heavenly might, it made not the slightest difference.
Chapter 92