Chapter 2670 Retreat (1/2)
As the old man's voice reverberated in the air, his gaunt palm emerged from the depths of the chaotic void and reached across the vastness of the universe.
Bang! Bang! Bang
As soon as the hand so much as grazed them, the otherwise fearsome soldiers of the army of the dead exploded and disintegrated into nothing
Chace felt a chill wash over him as he watched the obliteration of his troops. ”Fall back!”
he shouted to the corpse soldiers outside the city walls, his steely voice cutting through the distant blasts.
As his command swept through the ranks, the low rumble of the army's retreating footsteps began.
The rumbling quickly turned into a thunderous roar as tide after tide of corpse soldiers stampeded back into the dark city.
But the old man's palm followed closely at their feet, effortlessly catching up to them.
The ranks of the corpse soldiers continued to be decimated as the hand swept through them.
In an instant, almost half of the force was wiped out.
Even the most formidable of the dark army, the grim reapers with their soul-harvesting sickles, proved no match.
Each of them had power enough to take on up to six sect ancestors. But the mighty palm simply swatted the reapers down like insects.
Everyone who witnessed the scene was stunned.
The old man's might exceeded all imagination.
Among those dazed at what they just saw was the leader of the Heavenly Palace.
He had always prided himself for being renowned as this universe's strongest warrior.
But in this moment, he knew, without question, that if he ever found himself at odds with the old man, he would not be able to withstand even a single blow.
He took solace in the thought that the old man, born at least thousands of years earlier than him, would naturally be thousands of years ahead in expertise.
His reveries were broken by the sound of the old man's hand slamming right outside the walls of the dark city.
Boom!
The impact caused the city to shake. As if summoned by the trembling sound, a black fog started to spread. It grew thicker and rose higher until it spewed like boiling water. Millions of black runes emerged and floated above the city, glowing with a black light.
Each rune blazed with the terrifying energy of a dark sun.
It was at this moment that the mighty palm swung over the city.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The runes exploded one after another, each one emitting piercing rays of black light aimed at the intruder.
The hand appeared to be unscathed from the attack, but it slowly moved back down.
The mighty palm slammed against the city walls and remained at rest for a while.