Chapter 354

The white-robed scholar carved through the battlefield as if he were slicing melons and vegetables—effortless, unhindered.

In a few casual sweeps, tens of thousands fell.

The troops behind began to panic.

This was too terrifying.

"We're one step from the finish line! What are you afraid of? Get in there!"

Someone roared. They had lost tens of thousands, yes—but over 200,000 still remained.

Breakin