Everyone was stunned. What was going on? They had originally thought they could easily kill Tianfu Xianzun, who was already at the end of her tether. This had been their plan from the very beginning—to surround Tianfu Xianzun and trap her to death.
Yet problems had arisen one after another. First, Tianfu Xianzun had flashed back to life and suddenly unleashed tremendous Divine Might, catching them off guard and killing a Seventh Stage Celestial Venerable.
At first, this had not seemed like much, because everyone knew it was merely her final burst of radiance. Such a peerless strike could not possibly come a second time.
Trading one Seventh Stage Celestial Venerable for a Peak Celestial Venerable was worthwhile no matter how one looked at it—especially when the one who died was not oneself.
Moreover, there was simply too much to be gained from Tianfu Xianzun. The wealth, inheritances, and secrets possessed by a Peak Celestial Venerable were beyond imagination.
But just as they were rejoicing, another accident occurred. Another Eighth Stage Celestial Venerable from the Divine Ability Era had died miserably beneath a slash of blade light.
If that Celestial Venerable from the Ghost Path Era had died because he was too close and utterly unprepared, then this blade light was far too terrifying.
Not even they had sensed where that blade light had descended from.
In other words, had it been them, they likely would not have been able to evade that strike either.
That slash had been simply breathtaking!
Tianfu Xianzun opened her eyes. The death she had expected had not arrived; it had not happened. It was as though everything that had just occurred had merely been a dream. Yet the tearing pain in every cell of her body told her that none of it had been