Not a sound could be heard.
But it wasn't because of the chilling reprimand of the Fengyue Demon Emperor. Instead, all the eyes of the human race and demons were fixed on the figure that had returned to the sky over Sky Dome City and stood atop the Azure Dragon Divine Beast.
A sword cultivator in green, tall and slender, with handsome features.
A longsword slowly rotated, hovering by his side, emitting a faint silvery-white glow that made his figure shimmer in and out of visibility.
Only those calm eyes seemed to be able to see through this world, bright and clear.
But a thousand miles in front of him, the scenery had already changed.
A clear and massive handprint stretched across a thousand miles on the ground, with the lingering divine will's aura that made those with insufficient cultivation unable to look directly at it.
Some nearby little demon kings, who had survived by luck, were absent-minded when swept over by the divine will's aura from the pit and turned to dust.
