Ren Zixu's palm pierced Jiang Ping An's heart, his fingertips slick with blood.
The searing pain made Jiang Ping An's pupils contract.
The terrifying power within the King-level Rules ravaged his body. His meridians felt as though ten thousand blades were tearing through them. His face swiftly turned pale, and blood poured from the corner of his mouth.
At last, a smile appeared on Ren Zixu's twisted face. His wrinkles smoothed out with cruel delight.
This man might possess a yin yang dao body and Invincible Belief, but a God Tribulation Realm spirit was still a God Tribulation Realm spirit. The gap between their realms meant a gap in Rule Power—an uncrossable chasm.
The Divine Art he had used was a King-level Divine Art called Divine Raven Claw, one of the strongest he had mastered.
Its claws struck with razor-sharp force and carried the power of death. Even a spirit of his own rank would be gravely wounded by a hit, let alone a Low-level Spirit.
Slash!
Just as Ren Zixu was certain Jiang Ping An would die, a Bone Blade suddenly swept across his neck.
The sharp blade sliced through flesh and bone, severing half his neck.
Ren Zixu's head nearly came off. It drooped, the smile frozen on his face.
Blood gushed like a spring, staining his robes red.
As his head twisted, he saw Jiang Ping An behind him. The Jiang Ping An he had pierced with Divine Raven Claw had vanished as though he had never existed.
"How is that possible?"
Ren Zixu's mind went blank. He stared in disbelief.
He had clearly pierced the man's heart with Divine Raven Claw.
So why was Jiang Ping An unharmed and standing behind him?
Had everything that had just happened been an illusion?
No. It absolutely had not