Chapter 458: The Death of the Cyclops 1

Chapter 458 Chapter 457: The Death of the Cyclops 1 (1/3)

Dream Dao Attainment, Opening Scheme Against Cultivators

Dream-Making Expert

The Peerless Young Master poked his head out from Lin Qi’s palm.

Seeing that it was indeed Jian Wuming, whom he had not seen for a long time, he felt the joy of meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

“So it really is you, you bastard.”

Jian Wuming laughed and cursed, completely relaxing his guard.

Lin Qi might be fake, but the Peerless Young Master was definitely real.

“Jian Wuming, this is your friend? Confirmed, a true friend?”

A cultivator nearby asked warily. Seeing Jian Wuming nod in guarantee, he still was not reassured, and spoke in a deep voice.

“Keep him within three feet of you. He is not allowed to act.”

“If there is any strange movement, do not blame us for being merciless.”

“As for whether to accept him, we will wait until he finishes his Blood Oath.”

Someone spoke, then quickly widened the distance between himself and Jian Wuming.

The others around him did the same, silently widening the distance from Jian Wuming.

While continuing to strike and kill the enemies falling from the sky.

While splitting their attention, a thread of aura always lingered on Lin Qi.

Lin Qi detected the others’ vigilance toward him and frowned slightly.

But he still quickly descended, arriving at Jian Wuming’s side, about to ask what exactly had happened to the Yin-Yang Macrocosm.

Jian Wuming had already spoken quickly.

“No time to explain to you right now.”

“Stay by my side and do not move.”

“After this battle is over, I will tell you in detail!”

With that, Jian Wuming let out a long cry, his sword qi shaking the nine heavens.

Without even aiming, like a madman, he wildly slashed at the sky.

Wherever the sword light passed, men and horses were thrown into confusion, and a rain of blood visible to the naked eye spilled down.

But the blood rain all over the sky had no chance to reach the ground at all.

It was evaporated by the overwhelming spiritual power and divine abilities.

So much so that blood-colored clouds began to condense in the sky.

What kind of war is this?

This is clearly a massacre.

He had been shuttling and fleeing for his life all along, with no time to look elsewhere.

Now Lin Qi could finally carefully examine the war beneath the Chaotic Era.

Only then did he realize that the wars of the Chaotic Era were even more cruel than he had previously thought.

Because the strong could often resist the pulling and devouring of the Void Rift, remaining in their original plane world and becoming the mainstay of this war.

So the truly tragic casualties in war were naturally the weak in the various plane worlds.

But on second thought.

War had always been like this.

It was just that the plane wars under the Chaotic Era were truly too sudden, giving no chance for any troop deployment.