"Ning'er? Ji Ning?"
Qi Heng heard the cry of alarm and quickly pieced together what had happened.
Back when he was at the Sharp Horn Tribe, that Red Demon Snake had been causing trouble, and Qi Heng had slapped it away. Later, the Ji Clan's Black Armored Army arrived, so Qi Heng paid it no further mind.
Now it seemed that the Ji Clan had captured that demon snake and given it to Ji Ning to fight and kill, tempering his combat experience.
Ji Ning killed the Red Demon Snake, and then its father, the Winged Serpent, came to seek revenge. Beat the young one, and the old one came—that was all there was to it.
"Beast!"
The Black Fortress had been attacked, and the entire castle had collapsed, while Ji Ning was still inside.
At the sight of this, Ji Ning's father, Ji Yichuan, the "Droplet Sword," was instantly consumed by rage.
"Die!"
Ji Yichuan let out a furious roar and slashed fiercely with the azure sword in his hand.
"Clang..."
The sword cry shook the heavens. A dazzling, water-like streak of sword light tore through the air, trailing a crystalline radiance hundreds of meters long. Like a vast river, it ripped through the sky and slashed toward the Winged Serpent.
"Ji Yichuan?"
The Winged Serpent was startled when he saw the incoming sword light. He hurriedly summoned a cold wind, forming it into an Ice Shield before him.
Ji Yichuan, the "Droplet Sword," had carved out his tremendous reputation through slaughter.
Even though Ji Yichuan's strike had come from two li away, the Winged Serpent did not dare be careless and raised an Ice Shield for protection.
"Is that little brat dead yet?"
With the Ice Shield protecting him, the Winged Serpent turned his attention toward the shattered