Glazed Jade God Clan

Meanwhile.

Facing King Senluo's declaration that he would cut off his head, Li Zhōujūn merely chuckled. "Along the way, quite a few people have wanted Li Mou's head. Unfortunately for them, none of them succeeded."

"Heh heh. Unfortunately, you ran into this king today." King Senluo sneered as he flicked his finger, sending forth a chilling sword ray.

After passing through the gate formed by the talisman, the sword ray shot straight toward Li Zhōujūn's neck.

"This talisman is equivalent to a passageway. The might of King Senluo's sword is his true power. It is absolutely enough to cut off the head of any Fourth-Rank Dao Venerable. This boy is only a Second-Rank Dao Venerable—he's doomed!"

The Great Emperor of Soul Refining looked at the talisman that had transformed into a gate, his face aching with regret. "But after this sword strike, this boy's soul will certainly be annihilated as well. We won't be able to refine him into a Soul Weapon."

The sword ray King Senluo had unleashed with a flick of his finger was reflected in Li Zhōujūn's pupils, drawing closer and closer.

At last, Li Zhōujūn moved.

With the power of Fifty-Fifty, Li Zhōujūn swept the Ao Xue Flying Sword through the air, likewise sending out a snow-white sword ray.

The two sword rays crisscrossed and collided in the void. In an instant, terrifying aftershocks rolled in all directions, and the void shattered into a black hole.

When the aftershocks dispersed,

Li Zhōujūn still stood proudly where he was, his expression as calm as a gentle breeze and serene as flowing water.

"To think he could strike out with a sword that lost not a whit to this venerable one's sword ray..." King Senluo stared fixedly at Li Zhōujūn through the talisman gate.

Crack—

Crack—

Just then,