The blade light swept across the sky, howling toward Meng Chunqiu!
He wanted to dodge, yet felt the air around him turn incomparably viscous. He was like an ant trapped in amber; even moving a finger was immensely difficult, let alone evading in time.
He could not dodge!
No matter what, he could not dodge!
Meng Chunqiu now had two choices.
Abandon part of his body, use a blood-burning secret art, burn his lifespan and Essence Blood, and unleash his strongest defense!
Or...
Meet attack with attack, and utterly shatter Zhou Zhe's offensive!
Within his double pupils, black-and-white radiance had already gathered to its peak.
"Hun Qian! Perish!"
With no time to choose, Meng Chunqiu immediately let out an explosive roar, the third eye in his brow opening as wide as it could.
Bzz...
A chaotic band of light, wrapped in an ominous aura so dense it reached the extreme, like the incarnation of annihilation and death, shot forth and collided with the blade light!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!...
Muffled explosions rumbled through the air like rolling thunder.
For a brief instant, a vacuum zone appeared where the energies clashed.
In the blink of an eye, the blade light tore through the ominous radiance known as "Hun Qian," passed through Meng Chunqiu's body, split the clouds, and surged into the heavens!
A rather rare sight appeared within Zu'an City.
Around the Swift Wind Pavilion industrial district, there was neither wind nor rain, and sunlight shone everywhere.
In the other districts, the originally drizzling rain only grew fiercer, gradually brewing into a torrential downpour!
With a single slash from Zhou Zhe, this stretch of sky became completely clear!
"What an exquisite, what a vivid blade art!"
"I can feel it—it is like it was just born."
"It is cheering and rejoicing,