Whoosh!
Just as Weisheng Yin, in his male form, was about to make a move, the sound of something tearing through the air came from behind him. His expression changed drastically as he spun around in haste, only to see a cold flash streak through the mist of the Illusory God.
"This!"
He hurriedly dodged and used his Illusory God to block it. A dazzling shield had just formed before him when it suddenly exploded on the spot. The speck of light was impossible to see clearly, yet it descended with lethal force.
"Uh?"
Weisheng Yin froze for just a moment, then flew straight up.
More precisely, it was his head that flew up. His body remained standing on the warship.
As his head tumbled through the sky, he finally saw clearly.
The thing that had killed him was a transparent sword chain!
A ninth-order order divine artifact—the Divine Sin Sword!
Also known as the Lesser Formless Sword.
Invisible and highly poisonous!
One sword strike, one instant kill—swift and decisive slaughter!
At that moment, Weisheng Yin could not even cry. Death had come too quickly, and he had still clung to a few fantasies.
Bang!
When his head crashed back onto the warship, the female-form "Weisheng Xi" beside him screamed. Her pretty face drained of color, her expression plunging into despair.
"Father, save me!"
She hurried toward Wumeng Immortal Lord, apparently forgetting that at a time like this, Wumeng Immortal Lord was still waiting for her to save him.
"Little sister! Little sister! We know we were wrong. Once Father and I return, we'll apologize to you. Please spare us, take us away with you! From now on, I'll be the one serving you!"
It had to be said that Weisheng Xi's mind was still quick. Even after Weisheng Yin