On the horizon, the rosy glow of dawn was shattered by a majestic surge of spiritual power, and the clouds were torn apart as if by a giant hand. In an instant, the ringing of swords pierced the sky, sounding like ten thousand thunderclaps exploding at once.
Countless Dongxuan cultivators were seen riding their immortal swords, rushing forward like a golden torrent. Their swords blazed with brilliant light, illuminating the gloomy firmament and making the earth shine with dazzling radiance.
Dressed in various colored Daoist robes, their sleeves flapping violently in the wind, they advanced with an unstoppable momentum. The leading elder had flying white hair, and was wreathed in dense purple spiritual power that wrapped around him like purple lightning. His gaze was sharp as an eagle's, instantly locking onto Lin Shu, who lay in a pool of blood amidst the devastated battlefield.
Chapter 264