Slaughtering Through All Foes

Within the Black Mist, the snow-bright Kunsteel Saber flashed like lightning, slicing vertically through the white-haired woman's brow and traveling downward. Glowing blood immediately sprayed out.

Wu Yu, the True Immortal of the Eternal Kingdom's imperial clan, had been slain. Her body split into two halves and fell into a pool of blood.

Quite a few Eternal Kingdom experts remained in the Ancient Battlefield, and all of them were stunned by this shocking, bloody scene. That was a nation-defending powerhouse of the imperial clan, yet she had fallen just like that?

Many found it impossible to believe. Wu Yu's status was even higher than that of princes like Wu Zhaoyan, because True Immortals were exceedingly difficult to cultivate.

Even the imperial clan needed decades, perhaps nearly a century, of accumulation before they could gather enough Immortal Medicine for a supremely gifted clansman to attempt the Seventh Realm.

Wu Yu had died here. If news returned home, it would undoubtedly deal the Eternal Kingdom a tremendous blow—a raging storm.

"Eldest Princess!"

"Your Highness!"

In an instant, cries of grief rose one after another, mostly from Wu Yu's fiercely loyal old retainers.

As for the death warriors, they said nothing and charged straight ahead. These rigorously trained experts possessed unyielding wills and cared nothing for their own lives.

Qin Ming's expression was cold. The long saber in his hand seemed to pierce through the Black Mist and draw down the Moon Essence from the heavens, dazzling beyond measure as he slashed again and again.

In an instant, saber light crisscrossed the area and sprays of blood burst forth. The death warriors rushing at him fell in heaps of corpses.

"Jade Capital Demon!"

"Avenge the Eldest Princess!"

Those old retainers feared no death as they organized men to force their way forward.

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