Chilling light gleamed!
Killing intent surged!
Sword intent soared!
Appearing abruptly behind the White Ape, King Chu pressed two fingers together like a sword. Three inches of sharpness, gang qi like a crescent moon's hook, hung high in the nine heavens before slashing down at an angle!
Fast.
Too fast!
A Martial Saint had struck.
The highest-cultivated opponent he had faced so far!
He could not evade it!
He could not dodge it!
The three hairs that had been cut away first still floated in the water, drifting along like threadworms.
The White Ape strained backward, its Golden Eye turning as its peripheral vision caught what lay behind. Molten-gold radiance was torn open by the silver-white crescent, lighting up into a "vertical pupil," while alarm bells rang madly.
In that flash of lightning and spark of flint, the White Ape's spine arched like a dragon's bow. It desperately activated its Divine Power ritual, and golden light erupted like blazing flames!
Crash!
The sword edge fell silent.
White light flashed.
The crescent's cold radiance collided with the golden glow.
A sound like silk being ripped apart.
Heaven and earth fell silent.
With a sword drawn across the river, the earth was torn evenly apart. The Xiao Tuo River was severed at its waist, and the river water found an outlet, flooding into the cracks on either side in a roaring rush! Amid the upheaval, clear water mixed with air, like a waterfall and like white silk, vast and boundless!
His robes fluttered and snapped in the wind as King Chu stood with his hands behind his back.
Had it worked?
The great river roared on. Unable to see either the White Ape or his opponent, Yi Chen was overjoyed.
They had taken the risk of coming to Blue Lake to lure