Even if Di Yanxin escaped into the Killing Dao now, he had no hope of surviving. He had been struck by all thirteen swords of my Flying Immortal Beyond the Body, leaving his entire body riddled with wounds. Even if he did not die now, emerging would only let him struggle a little longer.
Everyone froze under that attack. One move had killed an enemy—and not just any enemy, but Di Yanxin. The dominance and profundity of that sword had left every immortal cultivator deathly pale. Shangguan Qiong's mouth hung slightly open, and she had no idea what to say.
Zhao Qian sighed. The golden sword had cleaved through his soul and annihilated it, while the red Killing Dao gradually faded away. Di Yanxin's body lay quietly on the ground, his eyes already staring wide open. He probably had never expected me to suddenly erupt with power so great that he had never seen its like before. Tuzu had just died.
At the very beginning, I had used my true body as bait and activated the fifth Substitute Ghost Gu. While luring him into attacking, my true body had already used the Shrinking Earth Technique to fly behind him. At the instant he attacked my true body, that true body had unleashed Flying Immortal Beyond the Body from behind, striking him as he emerged from the Killing Dao after killing my false body.
It looked like a complicated sword technique, but for me, who had reached the sevenfold Nine Yang Realm, it was no longer difficult. The danger involved, however, allowed for one use and not a second. The Killing Dao was still the Killing Dao. Without a specialized countermeasure, it might not work in the next battle. That was why I could not feel happy. Instead, I kept my