Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
Zhao Yun made her move right when Blood River and Xiu Ci were fighting in the thick of it.
She had charged the attack for a long time, and it was not aimed at taking their lives at all; naturally, the strike was bound to be a fatal blow.
The attack was immensely powerful!
It hit Blood River and Xiu Ci squarely, catching them completely off guard.
Even though Xiu Ci's physical body was comparable to an ordinary precious tool, at this moment it shattered like porcelain into thousands of pieces.
Blood River's physical body could liquefy, thus granting immunity to all physical damage, yet this time he was directly evaporated dry.
The purple-lit divine dragon amidst the sea of clouds circled the void once before transforming back into Zhao Yun's true form. Hovering in the void without a trace of ease on her face, she quickly tossed a few talismans in several directions.
At that very moment, the largest pitch-black bead among the string of prayer beads on the shattered monk Xiu Ci shattered, releasing a brilliant golden light.
Blood River was evaporated completely clean, leaving not a single shred of flesh, but his white-jade folding fan remained completely unscathed, unaffected by the battle in the slightest. Yet right then, one of the fan bones shattered, and boundless energy leaked outward.
Boom!
The sudden burst of energy directly sent Zhao Yun flying, and she tumbled a dozen times in the air before barely managing to steady herself.
When Zhao Yun stabilized her figure and looked back toward their previous location, she found that under the effect of the light released after the prayer bead shattered, the monk Xiu Ci, shattered into thousands of pieces, floated up and rapidly pieced himself back together, the golden light filling