With no alternative, the eight swordsmen scrambled to retreat, raising their swords in unison. Brilliant sword light flared as they desperately tried to counter the incoming blow.

Boom!

But their efforts were in vain. The sword light shattered in an instant. Kishor’s fist slammed into the ground with earth-shattering force, creating a massive hundred-meter crater.

The eight swordsmen were sent hurtling through the air, crashing to the ground in disarray, their bodies battered and broken.

Stefan’s brows furrowed slightly, his expression darkening with seriousness.

Rostam, still reeling from disbelief, wiped the blood from his lips. He had never expected that both Ararat and Kishor were celestial realm cultivators. Even with their powers suppressed, their combat experience and sheer dominance placed them in an entirely different league.

As the guardians of the Celestial Stairway, Kishor and Ararat had battled countless foes. Their vast experience left them unfazed by any opponent, making them nearly unstoppable despite their limitations.

Ararat cast a cold, mocking glance at the Eight Swordsmen of Demonia Mountain.

“You call yourselves swordsmen? Don’t disgrace the name,” sneered.

With that, swung his longsword. A surge of sword energy erupted, splitting the void itself.

his voice tinged

longsword from

the energy unleashed by the Eight Swordsmen shattered like fragile glass against Ararat’s

his companions. The

Toben watched in stunned silence, their

Demonia Mountain were renowned Immortal Realm experts, their strength and reputation well-established. Yet, they had been

fight drained from Rostam and his

flickered in their eyes, yet none dared to flee without Stefan’s

and Kishor, however, had already dismissed them. Their gazes had shifted toward Stefan,

teach a lesson?” Kishor remarked

not?” Ararat

sword light toward Stefan, while Kishor’s fist struck downward, its force manifesting as a

“You think

lurked beneath his skin. Then, from within

sword energy and Kishor’s devastating punch as

had just displayed defied all reason. They couldn’t

slithered around like living shadows. Those were marked auras, and within the swirling darkness, countless

elder, clad in a tattered blood-red robe, slowly emerged from the swirling darkness, his disheveled hair hanging

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