บท 1140: No matter

The sea of skeletons had already been blown to ashes.

Gu Qing Shan quickly made his way forward.

The bloody mist around his body was scattered into the wind as he moved forward, leaving a trail of red on the ground covered in broken bones.

Slash.

Slash.

Continuous slashes.

Any monster that tried to leap forward would be surrounded by sword phantoms that surpassed it by over a dozen times and was killed on the spot.

Only truly powerful monsters could be able to prevent Gu Qing Shan's advance by just a bit.

---------he would then stop, utilize the [True Crimson Demon Spear], and let the Divine Mountain of Sumeru convert their power into its own.

Without realizing it, he had already returned to the frontline that humanity lost.

Countless humanoid monsters were resting here.

They had human faces, but their bodies were either beastly or insectoid.