The Silverblood Prodigies released their senses.
They carefully captured the scattered, fragmented Sword Essence drifting through the void.
Terror surfaced in all their eyes.
How could such terrifying Sword Qi still linger here?
Moreover.
The other party seemed to have used some kind of secret technique.
Trying desperately to conceal this sword momentum.
Had Jing Jun not reminded them.
They would never have noticed anything amiss!
"This person is extremely powerful!" Jing Jun crouched down. His silver-white divine robe fluttered without wind, radiating dazzling divine light and billowing immortal aura. At this moment, his jade-like handsome face was filled with gravity and shock.
The moment the Silverblood Battle Corps arrived at the scene.
Jing Jun had drifted alone to the corpses to inspect the battle.
Though he had not witnessed the fight.
At his level.
A glance at the details.
Was enough for many things to become clear.
Just now, he had stared at the mutilated corpses on the ground for several breaths.
His expression immediately darkened.
The killer had slain three members of the Silverblood Dynasty.
One had been beheaded with a single sword strike.
The other two had been cut into four pieces.
According to Wang Xiayu.
Two people had appeared at the scene.
A man and a woman.
Yet after examining them for so long.
He found that among the three corpses.
Only one person's Sword Qi remained.
This meant that.
From beginning to end.
That woman had not acted at all.
That man had faced three alone.
And slaughtered three Peerless Divine Seeds of the Silverblood Dynasty.
And that Sword Qi.
Was astonishingly powerful.
Incomparably sharp.
Nothing could withstand it.
He had merely sensed it with his divine consciousness.
Yet his soul had already been cowed by a terrifying sharpness.
Trembling slightly.
Standing beside the mutilated