I'm Not Someone Who Goes Back on Their Word

"Puh—"

A mouthful of blood burst from Zhou Heng's mouth.

He staggered and fell to the ground. Just as he braced himself against the ground to get up, the light above him was suddenly completely blocked out.

At some point, Chu Sheng had already flashed in front of him, his shadow enveloping Zhou Heng completely.

Those sharp golden eyes looked down at him. There was little emotion in them, yet they were more terrifying than the most horrifying evil ghost in the world.

Every hair on Zhou Heng's body stood on end as a bone-deep chill shot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He was also at the peak of the True Immortal realm and had seen countless vicious criminals and fiends, yet no one had ever given him such terrifying pressure.

It was as though what stood before him was not a cultivator of the same realm, but a demon that had crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

"You're courting death..."

Zhou Heng roared, and his violent Immortal Essence turned into a torrent of golden light that swept through the entire Ling Residence.

The next moment, a Heaven-Opening Greatsword that spanned the skies condensed out of thin air.

Sword winds howled, space tore apart, and the earth caved in. The entire Ling Residence collapsed with a thunderous crash beneath the sword qi.

Yet Chu Sheng merely raised a hand casually.

Vast immortal power instantly gathered into a giant palm and slammed toward the Heaven-Opening Greatsword stretching across the heavens.

With a thunderous boom, the Greatsword's momentum suddenly froze, firmly grasped within the giant palm formed of immortal power.

Chu Sheng's five fingers slowly closed, and the giant palm exerted force.

The entire Greatsword shattered at once, turning