A streak of azure sword light flashed across the sky like a startled rainbow.
Crack!
The White Bone Giant Hammer smashing down at him shattered into two halves in midair.
The azure sword light did not diminish, slicing across the waist of the thousand-foot-tall goateed elder.
Pfft!
Fresh blood sprayed out like a tide.
The goateed elder's Dao body split in two, collapsing like a mountain cleaved down the middle.
The severed surface was smooth as a mirror.
With a shrill scream, the elder's upper body crashed to the ground, his face twisted in agony.
The other Witch Clan experts were all stunned, their expressions changing drastically.
The goateed elder was one of the Witch Clan's priests, specifically stationed at the Mountain Gate, with fierce and formidable combat strength.
Who could have imagined that such an existence would have his Dao body cleaved apart in an instant, nearly losing his life?
"Let's go."
Su Yi paid them no heed and headed toward the Mountain Gate, treating those Witch Clan experts as if they did not exist.
With his strength, killing the goateed elder would have been no difficult matter. The reason he had spared him was simple.
Over the past period of time, although the Witch Clan and Lixin Sword House had encountered many contradictions and conflicts—
There had never been any casualties.
For one thing, Lixin Sword House had always chosen restraint and forbearance. For another, the Witch Clan had been unwilling to completely tear off all pretense.
Besides, no matter what, Lixin Sword House had after all received the protection of the Witch Clan lineage.
That debt of gratitude had to be acknowledged.
That was why Su Yi had shown mercy.
"Stop!"
"Are you trying to declare war on our Witch Clan?"
...The Witch Clan experts guarding the