Gloomy Sky Hidden God

This world is sick, and it must be cured with swords and forged with iron and fire.
To slay tyranny, to cut down the unrighteous. To overturn heaven and earth, to mold the human world.
All shall begin with the sword in hand.
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When the Innate Wisdom Bearer An Jing received aid from the ancient Sword Spirit, allowing him to traverse various realms, he knew that his future would inevitably lead him down a path full of hardships and difficulties, hard to be understood by others, yet capable of changing this wretched world.
And on this path, he would also crush many deserving scum underfoot.
“Heh heh, the Myriad Tribes of this world shall greet the birth of this epoch-making giant like me with fervent wishes. World, I'm coming to save you!”
Noble Officials/Demon Sect/Heavenly Demon: “Alas, is reconciliation possible?”

Elements: Chaotic times of Martial Arts, cyber cultivation, gates between two worlds

All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes

Feathered arrows blotted out the sky, and fiendish Qi swirled like clouds and fog; both vanguards had already clashed.


The great axes of the Cang Armor Guard severed the legs of the charging Iron Cavalry's horses, only to have their own heads impaled by several long spears that followed closely. The giant arrows fired by the hidden crossbow carts in the center of the battle formation were powerful enough to pierce through city walls, but the Martial Army, bolstered by the martial formation, managed to block them with their flesh, albeit being blown away as a consequence.


No war cries could be heard, even though it was the most intense battlefield, only the sounds of swords and shields clashing, arrows tearing through the air, and great axes chopping down on spear shafts.


Chapter 127: Raid (2/3)