Clack clack clack!
The vast Imperial City was engulfed in a fierce wind, Sword Qi filled the air, the city was in panic, and not a soul dared make a sound.
Only the sound of clacking was heard, that was Nanmen Yu shaking all over, even his teeth chattering in fear.
Nanmen Yu looked on in terror.
Chen Yuan descended from the sky, stepping on the cobblestone, dressed in black, his long hair fluttering, while grasping the edge of his sword.
Behind him, there was an incredibly narrow black crack.
This was the spectacle of space being sliced open by Sword Qi, the cracks unable to close, akin to a black Tianhe hanging across the sky.
Ninety-nine Arrays were shattered by a single sword strike.
Chen Yuan's strike had not only shattered the Imperial City's defenses, the reliance of the Royal Family,
But also cut away all the pride in Nanmen Yu's heart.
"Clack clack clack!"
Chen Yuan leisurely strolled forward.
