Where Zheng Yi passed, the void around him was still, as if earth, fire, wind, and water were evolving at the four corners of his body, with formless gases condensing, almost forming four transparent Qi Swords reaching the heavens and the earth.
As he walked, the Sword Qi storm followed relentlessly, the Qi reaching the sky, sweeping wildly, forming an absolute Sword Domain.
He was like the grim reaper wielding a scythe, killing as he walked, his terrifying fury turning into overwhelming killing intent, directly executing all encountered enemies decisively.
Ten steps to kill one person, a thousand miles without a trace.
Along the way, Zheng Yi advanced swiftly along the Golden Dao, leaving behind numerous bloodstains and corpses in his wake.
Boom boom!
