Chi Meng cut a fierce figure, his offensive as wild as a storm.
Earlier, he had been suppressed step by step by a junior Immortal Lord, humiliating him beyond measure and leaving a blaze of fury bottled up inside. Now that he had finally turned the tide, he wished he could immediately tear Su Yi to pieces.
"Die!"
Chi Meng's roar was like thunder.
The phantom of a true hou followed him like a shadow following form, swinging its palm down and shattering the void in every direction.
That overbearing power made even some Immortal Kings suck in a sharp breath.
But at that very instant—
A strand of Sword Chant Like the Tide rang out.
It was like wind and thunder stirring the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!
Su Yi flicked his sleeve, and a streak of Sword Qi shot forth from his right hand.
The Sword Qi was nine zhang long, brilliant as a wisp of rosy cloud cut from the depths of the azure sky at dawn, carrying an ethereal and transcendent Dao charm.
Yet when it streaked through the air, a terrifying Sword Might that made everyone present tremble spread between heaven and earth.
The void wailed.
Heaven and earth lost their color.
Beneath this sword, even the turbulent, chaotic battlefield seemed to sink into an eerie silence.
As though it had been cowed by the might of that sword!
And as the sword pierced through the sky—
Puff!
The enormous palm swung down by the true hou phantom exploded like a bubble.
The Sword Qi did not diminish in force. It smashed through everything in its path and plunged straight into the true hou phantom's heart!
Bang!!!
A dull sound of rupture echoed out.
The thousand-zhang-tall true hou phantom was brutally nailed in midair, its