A pitch-black night shrouds the East Sea, while the brilliant moon of the wintry sky spills its light.
Splash—splash!
Six hideous serpent heads, still bearing traces of ferocity, their python eyes radiating killing intent—yet that intent no longer carries life. None of them realize they have died, as they fall together onto the surging, turbulent sea.
Splashes erupt, freezing the surrounding waves in place.
They sink into the East Sea, fixing the scene of battle in time.
Silence.
A deathly silence.
All Law-Realm guardians are stunned, each with a different expression, yet all reveal the same shock.
"Andrew Han—"
"He rivals the peak of Venerable Saints!"
Quentin Suo, the Venerable Saint who never wished to concede, is now solemnly moved. He opens his mouth as if to groan, but no sound comes out—he can only gaze upward at this monumental reversal.
In a flash, the world is overturned.
This was a whirlwind transformation—just as seven mid-tier giant Demons surfaced from the sea, Andrew Han activated the Clear-Illumination Law-Gate, unleashing sword-light rivers. All this took less than a second.
In such a brief moment, the giant Demons concealed themselves and launched a ruthless attack.
At the brink of disaster, Andrew Han summoned Ten-Thousand Swords in the winter night, performing martial arts in midair and severing the massive heads of six deep-sea pythons.
"My god."
Quentin Suo finally sighs with deep regret.
At such a critical moment, even if Quentin Suo himself had faced this ambush, it would have been impossible to escape alive. Yet Andrew Han did not flee—instead, he lit up the winter night with ten thousand swords, piercing through the pitch-black darkness.
Seven deep-sea giant pythons—six slain!
The terrifying encirclement collapsed and reversed in an instant; only one giant python remains, its five heads slightly dazed, as one-seventh of the sword-light washes over its monstrous body.