"Die."
This word that suppressed even the rumbling of the heavens shook the hearts of many, the six swords densely packed with incomprehensible energy and martial intent locked the six directions as they exploded into the ground, six massive suns blooming like a multicolored nuclear explosions that washed away all sound and colors.
In this silent world, the prominent color was no longer a pale blue, but a vast expanse of crimson sky and earth, as a dense stench of blood filled the atmosphere.
It was one move that doomed the fate of thousands of mortal cultivators and hundreds of saints to the despairing afterlife.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
Powerful explosions rocked the sky as the clouds sent down one streak of lightning after the next to strike the land, seemingly ripping this powerful silent domain into shreds, revealing a min-numbing, hair-raising, bone-chilling, heart-stopping scene.