Chapter 462: Heavenly Motion (6)
The sword that had streaked through the sky plunged into the earth and vanished without a trace.
The ground trembled violently, and the shockwave that had trailed down from the sky crashed into the earth.
Hwaaaaah—!
A faint ripple spread in the air.
Perhaps it was due to the sword's unique spiritual resonance, but the wind seemed almost tangible—like the aftermath of a martial master unleashing an air-splitting technique.
"......."
The wide-brimmed hat of the Celestial Extreme Lord wobbled as it was knocked backward.
Yulha Nangnang, who had been silently watching him, felt a few damp strands of hair brush past her ear. And before anyone had noticed, the Seventh Apostle, who had been perched in the tree, had vanished.
Sabak.
A figure stepped onto the spot where the sword had embedded itself.
A black leather boot, stained with dark red blood.
The hem of an intensely crimson long robe fluttered above the ground.