"Slash!" Wang Xuan would absolutely not indulge him now.
Miao Gu had already played the big bad wolf, flying high with arrogant confidence. Not long ago, he had dared to step through the air toward Wang Xuan's face. There was nothing more to say now—Wang Xuan was ready to kill him.
Pfft!
The 15th Sword of the Origin Sword Scripture was terrifying beyond measure, cleaving open half of Miao Gu's body. Visually, Primordial Spirit blood was no different from real blood as it splashed through the Cosmic Void.
Miao Gu teleported and vanished from where he stood, reassembling elsewhere amid a great spray of Primordial Spirit blood.
Wang Xuan had a clear measure of him. This monster was indeed powerful enough to make even him spend some effort. He was truly extraordinary; if another five-break powerhouse had come here, they would truly have met a bitter end.
Most crucially, the other party was not a lifeform from the Supernatural Center Universe. That gave this matter immense significance and value. It could even be said that if he could be captured alive, it would be earth-shattering and stir the True Saints.
Yet Wang Xuan felt that after learning the truth, he would still have to kill Miao Gu. The other man had seen some of his trump cards, such as his possession of multiple sacred artifacts and the fact that he had once hidden in the mist.
If that truly became known, Lu Renjia's identity would be finished.
"Slash again!" Wang Xuan gave chase, repeatedly sending the 15th Sword of the Origin Sword Scripture at him again and again.
"Aah..." Miao Gu howled. His five pairs of silver wings spread wide, their radiance shining upon everything until even the icy void of the universe became transparent and shattered.
He was indeed