In the tumultuous weather enveloping An City, Wang Xuan executed a relentless assault with the Godslaying Banner on the fragmented souls ensnared within. The banner, radiating golden luminescence, reverberated with the wails of the tormented as he twisted and shook it, pulverizing the captured essence entirely. 0

Mu, the female warrior with formidable strength, faced the grim reality of her downfall at the hands of a youth whose age belied his devastating power. Despite her frenzied efforts to escape, her desperate surge towards breaking free only led her into the maw of finality—a seemingly harmless lid that descended with the force of a muffled thunderclap, extinguishing her last flicker of existence under its weight.0

As Wang Xuan turned to leave, the storm around An City raged on—a backdrop to the chaos unfolding as supreme beings fell one after another. The sky above was a battlefield of its own, with the fabric of the immortal realm itself trembling at the tumult. Even the wielder of a supreme treasure was not spared the harvest, his arm having been severed, contributing to the unease that permeated the ranks of the transcendents.0

Among the mortals below, a pervasive sense of grimness lingered, the air thick with the aftermath of mythic confrontations that bridged the spiritual...0