Inside the Beast Fighting Arena, the already dim sky had now turned completely dark.
It wasn't because night had fallen, but because the sky was so densely packed with black blade-shadows that they blotted out the light.
A piercing slicing sound filled every inch of space—the mournful cry of air being torn asunder.
On the edge of the arena, the expressions of Shen Yixuan and the others turned grim.
Even though they had retreated to the farthest corner of the Energy Shield and had combined their strength to erect a defensive barrier, they could still feel an all-pervasive, sharp aura relentlessly slicing at their shield.
CRACKLE, CRACKLE.
Sparks continuously erupted from their barrier!
The aftershocks alone were this powerful!
Shen Yixuan was horrified.
'This is a Sword Domain? And it's just a Pseudo-Sword Domain? It's already this terrifying!'
'Then the pressure Gu Yuexi is enduring at the heart of the storm... just how terrifying must it be?!'
