"Just in time!"
A cold smile curled Zhao Yun's lips, frost flashing in his eyes. Spiritual power erupted around him in an instant, forming an invisible barrier that made even the air tremble faintly beneath its force.
The Shadow Figure had concealed his aura well, but the instant he neared Zhao Yun and killing intent burst forth, Zhao Yun had already locked onto his position.
However, Zhao Yun was in no hurry to strike at him.
The Shadow Figure moved with incredible speed, wrapped in a sharp killing aura. The poison-coated dagger in his hand gleamed an eerie green beneath the moonlight as it drove straight for Zhao Yun's back.
Yet Zhao Yun seemed utterly unaware. His expression remained calm as still water as he casually swung the longsword in his hand, the movement as smooth as drifting clouds and flowing water, without the slightest hesitation.
"Pfft!"
With a soft sound, the late-stage Spirit Severing Realm commander of the allied forces did not even have time to scream before dying instantly.
Zhao Yun's Sword Qi pierced through his dantian and Nascent Soul like thunder, utterly destroying them and scattering them into dust in the air.
"Clang!"
Immediately afterward, a deafening crash of metal rang across the battlefield, sparks flying in all directions.
The Shadow Figure's dagger slammed fiercely into Zhao Yun's invisible barrier. His body stalled slightly, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"How is this possible?" the Shadow Figure muttered, his voice brimming with disbelief.
Zhao Yun sneered and turned to stare directly at the Shadow Figure. "I thought you would be something impressive. But you are nothing more than this."
At those words, the Shadow Figure's pupils suddenly contracted, shock surging through his heart.
But he was, after all, a top-tier Shadow Assassin cultivated by Xuantian Hall. His mental