C349 Spirit Devouring Altar

The illusory sword, overflowing with death and freezing air, was like a giant sword that had opened up the heavens and earth in ancient times. It cut through the space and struck heavily at Meng Wuchang's head.

Meng Wuchang's face was still as cold as before. It was as if he didn't care about the Soul Extinguishing Sword that was right in front of him