Killed by a Single Glare?

Behind the Daluo Golden Immortal, a fleshy-faced Primordial Unity Golden Immortal had long since lost patience. With a sinister grin, he conjured a broadsword with a ghost-faced hilt. Baleful energy coiled around its blade; it was plainly no righteous Magic Treasure.

Before the man in front had finished speaking, he turned into a black gale and brought the sword down toward Yang Jian's head.

The strike was swift and vicious, carrying enough force to tear space apart. He clearly meant to kill Yang Jian in one blow and show off before his elder brother and Fairy Yunxiao.

"Courting death."

Yang Jian could not even be bothered to raise his eyelids. He spoke the two words coldly.

He did not move his feet an inch. With a turn of his wrist, the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd that had accompanied him for years appeared in his hand.

There was no earth-shaking surge of magical power, no dazzling display of divine abilities.

Yang Jian simply thrust his weapon forward.

The movement was fast beyond measure.

The vicious grin was still frozen on the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal's face when his pupils shrank to pinpoints.

All he saw was an indescribable flash of cold light before his eyes.

Then his body felt strangely light.

He looked down and saw his lower half spraying blood, its legs still lunging forward.

"Uh..."

A strange sound escaped his throat.

The next instant, a tyrannical blade force ground his severed body and his Primordial Spirit into powder that scattered across the sky.

A Primordial Unity Golden Immortal was gone, just like that.

Less than a breath had passed between his attack and his death.

The lead Daluo Golden Immortal's grim expression went blank.

The remaining Primordial Unity Golden Immortal beside him shuddered so hard he nearly dropped the Magic