A Personal View of the Thousand-Person Ruler Chapter 648

Unable to judge the exact source of the threat, Jing Yuan simply abandoned the calculation, channeling the power of an Emanator into his blade as a ten-thousand-foot-long executioner's saber pierced through the blue smoke and slashed down from midair.

Boom—

After shattering repeatedly, the thousand-foot Wood Dragon finally failed to revive this time.

Amidst the billowing dust and smoke, Jing Yuan held his blade, murderous intent pressing fiercely against Danshu's snowy neck, while Danshu knelt on one knee, her internal aura completely weakened.

Jing Yuan breathed a slight sigh of relief, turning his head to look at the Divine Monarch.

Yet he saw the Divine Monarch locked in a stalemate with Phantylia, two giant divine and demonic shadows—one golden, one black—refusing to yield to each other.

However, Jing Yuan's pupils constricted as he saw behind the struggle that a wisp of gloomy ghost fire had drifted quite far away, silently approaching the Jianmu just like the previous time.

"Divine Monarch, that's an illusion of the fiend, Phantylia is in front!"

The Divine Monarch turned his head to look at that trace of ghost fire, golden light trembling on his body, clearly flying into a great rage.

Clang—

The golden saber soared into the air, its light illuminating the eight wastes.

The Divine Monarch abandoned the "fake phantom" before him and slashed with all his might at the fleeing phantom.

Jing Yuan's pupils constricted once more:

"Divine Monarch, no, that's not..."

Yet it was too late. With a single downward slash, only a sky full of fluttering butterflies scattered from both sides of the blade, and the Divine Monarch cut through nothing at all.

Instead, the Divine Monarch's powerful force obscured his perception, and the original Phantylia took advantage of this opportunity to vanish without a trace.

The Divine Monarch waved