Originally, East King Duke had thought that with Chang Xi joining them,
they might not defeat E Zhu,
but at the very least, they could hold him off for a while.
Yet unexpectedly, the moment Chang Xi arrived, Tai Wei died.
At first, East King Duke had even wondered whether Chang Xi bore some grudge against Tai Wei and had deliberately gotten him killed.
But after taking a closer look, he found nothing amiss.
After all, the remorse and killing intent emanating from Chang Xi did not seem false.
And at this moment, Chang Xi's voice had grown hoarse from self-reproach.
With a near-hysterical roar, she shouted at E Zhu, "E Zhu, you deserve to die!!"
Before her words had faded, the Yuchen Liuyue Sword in Chang Xi's hand shuddered violently. Sword light surged forth like a tidal wave, instantly transforming into countless chilling lunar rays.
They resembled crescent moons reflected across the heavens.
They blanketed the entire world in moonlight.
Every cold moon carried biting killing intent, all aimed at E Zhu as though they would tear him to shreds.
"Go!" Chang Xi barked, her voice filled with boundless resolve and killing intent.
The next instant, countless cold moons poured down like a torrential rain, surging toward E Zhu.
Wherever the cold moons passed, even the air seemed to freeze, emitting piercing tearing sounds.
Beneath the shroud of cold radiance, E Zhu's figure appeared exceptionally small, as though he would be swallowed by the endless frigid light at any moment.
At the same time, Ling Shuang moved as well.
She did not utter a single word, but the bloodshot redness in her eyes revealed the full extent of her madness and fury.
Not to mention the intensely chilling killing intent surrounding her!
Her Flying Cloud Ribbon danced through the