Black and death—this was the thought within the minds of all who saw the sea of swords fall upon them. Qi shook, laws trembled, Dao's were lost, and the world even shook in fear. A power far above had descended, and it could only await judgment. Soon, screams were heard far and wide, but the weird thing was that all those who stood awaiting their death were completely unfazed.
All of them watched with rapid breaths as the swords seemed to have their own life, skillfully and terrifyingly killing only the Scyllas, not at all harming the rest. The darkness of the sword covered the skies and the land as the cries of Scyllas were heard across the world, bringing a chill to the hearts of those who heard it.