Xuancang's pupils contracted sharply, and he retreated ten thousand zhang. "What a powerful sword! But it's still not enough!"
The ice crystal between his brows lit up, and the entire Death Abyss began to freeze.
Hundreds of millions of glaciers rose from the ground, like an inverted forest of swords, stabbing toward Su Changqing.
Su Changqing stood amid the sword forest and swept the Thousand River Mountain Sword horizontally.
One slash, two slashes, three slashes.
Each slash shattered glaciers, until every last one exploded.
"The infinitely large and the infinitely small.
"My sword can be vast or minute. It can cut through all things.
"These glaciers of yours are nothing."
Xuancang's expression darkened, and he was about to attack again.
Deep within the chaos, that deathly still gaze suddenly stirred.
Death Qi descended soundlessly, pressing down like the curtain of heaven.
That crushing pressure fell upon Xuancang.
"A divine general of the Ice True Lord dares steal my prey?"
An emotionless voice slowly rang out.
Xuancang's expression changed drastically. "Death True Lord! You dare-"
Before he could finish, Death Qi had swallowed him.
Xuancang did not even have time to scream before he turned to ash.
Pangu sucked in a cold breath. "Hiss! This Death True Lord even kills his ally's divine generals?"
"In his eyes, there are no allies," Su Changqing said gravely.
"Only prey."
After swallowing Xuancang, the Death Qi slowly gathered into an indistinct figure.
The figure was pitch-black from head to toe, like the end of all things.
He spoke slowly. "Su Changqing, you carry the aura of Creation Order.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Su Changqing tightened his grip on the sword hilt and advanced instead of retreating. "Death True Lord, I've been waiting for you for a long time too."