A sword pierced through his skull.
As Chen Yule's Sword Qi swept out, it smashed Zhou Han's body into pieces, turning him into a skyful of blood that rained down from the summit of Moon Peak Pavilion.
"Zhou Han!"
At the same time.
The moment Zhou Han was slain by Chen Yule's sword, the bald elder of the South Mountain Clan in the distance screamed at the top of his lungs.
His voice was filled with grief and fury.
Zhou Han's death made him the only Saint Son in the imperial capital ever to die in full view of the public.
When the South Mountain Clan's martial artists witnessed this scene, they found it utterly unacceptable. They all glared at Chen Yule and roared.
"What an incredible sword technique..." Dao Child Yao Qian narrowed his eyes. Feeling the terrifying power contained in Chen Yule's sword, even he felt a trace of trepidation.
"Damn it! I'll make you pay with blood!" The bald elder of the South Mountain Clan ground his teeth and roared twice before shooting out from the distance, striking toward Chen Yule with a palm from midair.
With a rumble that shook heaven and earth, the resounding noise spread out. The immense power stirred the winds and clouds, striking toward the summit of Moon Peak Pavilion like a blow from a demon god.
The attack came incredibly fast. The power fluctuations of the Grand Luo Dao Fruit Realm immediately spread out.
Just as the attack tore across the sky and was about to slam into Moon Peak Pavilion—
Lin Bai drew a deep breath and suddenly flashed forward, appearing before Chen Yule. The Yellow Springs Demon Bone silently fused into his body, while a world-destroying Sword Qi was contained in his palm.
He slashed out with the Sword