Cold light swept past; the pink vanished.
Ahead in the void, only Hu Yun'er's head was left, floating all alone.
"How could this..."
Feeling her life force draining away at terrifying speed, Hu Yun'er's eyes were filled with shock and despair.
This slash was too terrifying. Her eighth-rank power of laws had been crushed in an instant, and even her body, which had endured multiple heavenly tribulations, could not withstand it in the slightest!
If her Spiritual Power had not been strong enough, even her head would probably have been reduced to nothingness.
But there was little difference now. A powerful saber intent was devouring her. Forget regrowing her body—even keeping her consciousness from dispersing for one minute would be difficult.
This slash had come specifically to destroy her from the outside in.
"There's nothing impossible about it."
Shi Yan withdrew his saber, a satisfied look appearing on his face.
The Twelve-Fold Blade Realm was terrifying to this extent!
And this was only with an ordinary Spirit-Class saber. He still had not used the Mie Heavenly Saber he had nurtured for so long.
Otherwise, Hu Yun'er would not even have had her head left.
In other words, at present, ordinary eighth-rank Saints could no longer pose a threat to him!
"An eighth-rank Saint..."
The next second, Shi Yan seemed to think of something, then raised his hand like a claw.
With a whoosh, Hu Yun'er's head was grabbed into his hand.
Very soon, under Hu Yun'er's shocked gaze, her body began growing back at high speed.
In just a few seconds, she had already recovered completely.
Aside from being somewhat weak, she looked entirely as if she had never suffered a fatal wound.
"You..."
Hu Yun'er had just been about to voice her shock when she discovered a mysterious golden