The demonic army raised their heads to the sky; the vast, overwhelming army was now restless and uneasy.
That giant sword suspended above the sky seemed to come from beyond the heavens. A hole appeared in the firmament, countless strands of Sword Intent cascading down, transforming into beams of light. Every time a beam fell, a demon perished brutally.
The roar of demons echoed non-stop. Terror flickered in the pupils of countless demons; it was as though death's aura had already engulfed them. *The despair of nearing their end pressed heavily upon them.*
"Fall," the Old Blind Man uttered, and the giant sword descended, slicing mercilessly into the midst of the demonic army.
The Kui Niu Great Demon roared furiously and charged ahead, thunder light engulfing the world as he transformed into a colossal beast towering over the firmament. Wielding a battle axe, he ferociously swung it at the descending giant sword.
