Chapter 998.3: 300 Years Too Late - Part 3
Those shattered flying swords dissolved into sword qi, but were not extinguished. Instead, they quickly gathered again, chasing forward from behind.
Countless flying swords surged forward one after another, disregarding life and death.
This scene was very much like the frontier army of Great Liang over the past two hundred years. They could not possibly be unaware of the gap between themselves and the demon race, but even with such a vast disparity, no one had ever thought of giving up.
Giving up was the easiest thing in the world.
Perseverance was the hardest.
The Demon Emperor remained expressionless, simply taking another step forward.
The sky lowered by another fraction.
Countless flying swords shattered again, and the Sword Sect's Sect Master’s face grew even paler.
This number one figure of sword dao in the world let out a sigh. He should have had a sword of his own.