"Damn it, a mere early God Comprehension Realm Divine Spirit dared to act so arrogantly before This Venerable One?"
After unleashing the Golden Wind Blade, Zhuo Wei was slightly out of breath, several streams of sweat running down his forehead.
That single strike had consumed one-third of his divine power.
Though he mocked Jiang Ping An aloud, he knew in his heart just how terrifying Jiang Ping An was.
That powerful physique and top-tier battle awareness were simply inconceivable.
However, it was all over now.
The God Enlightenment Realm Divine Spirits who had been pursuing Demon Illusion Fairy saw this, excitement flashing through their eyes as they immediately began cheering loudly.
"Great Captain is mighty!"
"As expected of the Great Captain! He could actually unleash a supreme technique like the Golden Wind Blade. In the entire mining district, only a peerlessly gifted figure like the Great Captain could use it."
"The Great Captain has the bearing of a God King."
To curry favor with Zhuo Wei, the group began frantically showering him with flattery.
Zhuo Wei raised his head, just about to boast, when he suddenly sensed something. His vertical pupils abruptly contracted as he fiercely turned toward the dust below.
With a wave of his hand, the swirling dust dispersed.
A blade scar stretching hundreds of meters appeared across the ground.
A hand covered in bloody wounds gripped the edge of the fissure and climbed up from below.
Jiang Ping An's shirt had burst apart, and the Demon Bone Armor on his body had been shattered as well. A blade wound so deep that bone was visible ran across his back, blood flowing down it.
"He's not dead!"
Everyone who noticed what was happening, whether Patrol Team members or Demon Illusion Fairy, revealed expressions of utter disbelief.
An early