Abyssal Vein, a crystal originating from Yanfu, naturally contained a rich amount of Nether Particles.
Many years ago, people had already begun using Abyssal Vein fragments or powder to create weapons designed to target cultivators.
I heard that during the previous war with Freedom Wings, Westerners had even used New Technology to create something even more powerful.
Recalling the black aura in the flames just now, Jiang Chengxuan became increasingly certain that he must have inhaled some Abyssal Vein Powder or something similar, causing the Mystic Qi within his body to stop obeying his commands.
This was clearly an attack aimed at him.
Jiang Chengxuan was practically dying inside.
He was already seriously injured, and after inhaling Abyssal Vein Powder, his condition had plummeted to rock bottom.
It was truly one disaster after another.
But he had no time to complain. After recovering for a moment, he immediately rushed out of the camp.
Suddenly, something flashed brightly at the corner of his eye.
Jiang Chengxuan immediately halted.
At that moment, a snow-white streak of sword light flashed past his eyes.
Jiang Chengxuan drew in a sharp breath.
Sword light!
This was sword light.
Moreover, this sword aura was incredibly heavy. It made Jiang Chengxuan feel a tightness in his chest, as if a mountain were pressing down on him.
After the sword light passed.
The camp was split in two.
Everything along the sword light's path was flattened. Even the ground had been cleaved into a bottomless ravine.
After the sword light dissipated, Jiang Chengxuan looked toward where it had come from.
He saw someone approaching from that direction, sword in hand.
It was a man with an exaggerated head of dyed blond hair and a frivolous smile on his face. He was winking and making faces at Jiang Chengxuan.