People felt that what they were seeing was far too unreal.
Why had Cheng Dao of Tattoo Palace not dodged? He had been split straight down the middle, blood staining the city gate tower. The moment he entered was the end of the match.
No one understood what had happened. They were all left dumbfounded.
Wang Xuan's palm saber slashed forward again. A dazzling beam shattered the void, because he knew that strike had not been enough to completely annihilate his opponent in body and soul.
Tattoo Palace had a deep foundation. The instant Cheng Dao was split in two, he regained consciousness. He did not even need to circulate a True Saint Cultivation Method himself; some tattoo diagram on his body activated and protected him of its own accord.
His face had originally been spotless, but now tattoo diagrams surfaced. An Immortal Silkworm emerged and flew out, breaking from its cocoon into a butterfly. It not only supplied him with the power of rebirth, but also endured the tribulation in his stead.
Wang Xuan's following palm saber slayed and exploded the divine butterfly transformed from the Immortal Silkworm. Saber qi cut across the entire sky, while Cheng Dao activated another tattoo diagram—the Lightning Sparrow. He flapped his wings and fled, moving faster than anyone could have imagined as he left the battlefield.
He was not truly fleeing. He merely wanted to catch his breath. He had nearly died just now, and even he was dazed, unable to understand what had happened.
Not long ago, a pristine, radiant flower had appeared beside him for no reason. In an instant, his mental consciousness became hazy. He had not even dodged before being split into two by his opponent's hand saber.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Tattoo Palace's Super Peerless reacted swiftly. Two great experts