The force of the palm brushed his face, and sword intent seethed.
The sword that suddenly erupted carried its might for only the span of a breath.
In that fleeting instant, it was dazzlingly brilliant. In Yan Wuchen's eyes, a heaven-toppling giant sword cleaved straight down, and afterward, he knew nothing more.
[You killed Yan Wuchen and gained 400 million experience]
Four hundred million? This guy was pretty powerful!
Lu Bei withdrew his hand and stood upright. Dust drifted around him, signifying that Yan Wuchen's cultivation had reached the supreme realm, merging with heaven and earth and achieving another kind of Unity of Heaven and Man.
The entire battlefield fell deathly silent.
Tang Guanyue, one of the Imperial Observatory's Three Days Seals, wore an ugly expression. The black-robed figure standing nearby let out an intrigued exclamation. Like Qu He, he was intensely interested in Lu Bei's ethereal Artistic Conception.
The four Earth Immortals were both startled and delighted. Though they did not know which faction the blind old Daoist served as a guest elder, the Five Elders Cave had gained powerful reinforcements at the brink of despair. This was unquestionably a heaven-sent joy.
Meanwhile, Chang Qingyu returned to the Chang Household, where he happened to encounter Chang Gaofu and Jiang He hurrying along.
After a few exchanges, Jiang He took out a voice-transmission talisman and immediately contacted Qu He, asking him to return.
The Mahayana Stage cultivator stationed at the Five Elders Cave had only just left, yet King Yan's claws had suddenly struck. There was no need to think about it—it was obviously a scheme to lure the tiger away from the mountain.
The result was not good.
The Imperial Observatory had come prepared, intending to accomplish everything in one battle. It had severed the Five Elders