The Fruit is in Hand

In less than a few breaths, the silver sword radiance Chen Changqing had unleashed collided with the blood-red sword radiance.

At the moment of collision, something bizarre happened.

There was no earth-shattering explosion.

Instead, it felt as though time and space at the point of impact had come to a standstill.

Then, grass and trees grew backward, droplets of water flew upward in reverse, as if time itself were flowing backward.

"Whoosh!"

The blood-red sword radiance that had originally been rushing to kill Chen Changqing suddenly changed direction after pausing for a moment, shooting toward Sword Maniac instead!

"What?"

This sudden development left Sword Maniac utterly flustered. His eyes flew wide open, his face filled with disbelief.

He had never imagined that the overwhelmingly powerful strike he had unleashed at the cost of burning his blood and qi would instead turn on himself.

Before Sword Maniac could recover from his shock, that terrifying blood-red sword radiance had already swept before him.

Sword Maniac's pupils contracted sharply. With no time to think of anything else, he hurriedly swung the greatsword in his hand sideways, trying to block the blood-red sword radiance.

"Bang!"

A deafening boom rang out.

When they looked again, the greatsword Sword Maniac had been holding had been blasted apart by the blood-red sword radiance, snapping cleanly into two pieces.

The remaining force of the terrifying blood-red sword radiance struck Sword Maniac squarely.

"Bang!"

Another explosive blast spread out.

Sword Maniac's body was directly cleaved apart by the blood-red sword radiance. Even his Primordial Spirit was instantly shredded.

A blinding cloud of blood mist rose at the scene.

Just as Sword Maniac fell, a system notification sounded in Chen Changqing's mind:

```text [Ding!]

[Detected that the host has killed one late-stage True Lord cultivator.]

[Reward obtained: AFK Point +.]