The next moment, Qi Tianxin broke free from the bindings of frozen time, only to see a streak of sword qi stabbing toward his head.
The speed of the sword qi combined with his own speed, and the stacked velocity left him utterly unable to react.
The moment he saw the sword qi, it had already pierced his head.
A searing pain shot through his brow, yet he saw Jiang Ping'an had already shifted sideways beyond the range of his attack.
"No—" Before his death, Qi Tianxin could not help but be filled with unwillingness.
He had staked his very life, yet he had failed to harm Jiang Ping'an in the slightest.
The incomparably sharp sword force instantly pierced the upper half of Qi Tianxin's head into nothingness, also puncturing his immortal platform and slaying his true spirit.
Jiang Ping'an turned and looked over, seeing Qi Tianxin's corpse plummet from the sky. A hint of surprise appeared on his face.
"His Saint artifact did not protect him?" he wondered inwardly. No, he did not bring a Saint artifact!
"Qi Tianxin had come from the very beginning intending to perish together with me!" Anger rose within him. "Qi Clan Ancient Clan, very good! You truly are the Celestial Race's lackeys and traitors of the Human Race!"
Knowing Qi Tianxin had nothing on him, Jiang Ping'an unleashed a burst of Emperor Purple Divine Fire, burning Qi Tianxin's corpse until not even ashes remained.
Then, he recalled the Primordial Bell and Ganjiang.
He had still suffered some losses in this battle—namely, exposing the fact that he possessed the Primordial Bell.
With the danger gone, Jiang Ping'an reassured the terrified citizens below in Ping'an City, "The evil thief who invaded our Ping'an City has already been slain by me. There is no need for