The guards of Bliss Palace looked at what happened with astounded expressions. Thousands of sword will rained down and zipped past their sides. The might of the attacks continued to climb, and the buildings crumbled one after another as the attacks hit them.
The place was quite literally turned into ruins within mere moments.
One mighty one after another streaked through the sky, and powerful might of the saints were felt.
The people from far away were shocked by the scene, and they all looked at the Bliss Palace's direction.
What kind of people would destroy Bliss Palace just like that?
Powerful might of the saint whipped up in one of the destroyed halls in Bliss Palace. A silver-robed figure's eyes pierced the air below.
The figure stepped out and turned into a dazzling beam of silver light. He waved his sleeve, and terrifying devouring power shrouded the world around him, causing the sword wills to head straight for his sleeve.