Bai Qi followed the Dao of killing, and his terrifying killing intent had already condensed into an unparalleled divine weapon. How tenacious was such a person's willpower? Although he was an Ancient Immortal, among Ancient Immortals, there were absolutely no more than a handful whose willpower had reached Bai Qi's level.
Yet even so, he had become like a puppet, entirely at the mercy of whoever controlled him.
Who possessed such immense power?
Bai Qi stared fixedly toward Zhong Shan. With a glare, a vast killing intent shot straight toward him. At the same time, the unparalleled vicious saber in his hand suddenly descended from the heavens, cleaving down with overwhelming, savage force.
The saber's momentum carried intense killing intent. As it descended from the sky, the white saber light seemed to contain the phantom of a gigantic devil, ferociously cleaving toward the mountain peak where Zhong Shan stood.
With that single slash, heaven and earth changed color.
Countless Ancient Immortals felt a chill in their hearts. This power was far too terrifying. If it had been them, could they have dodged it?
The Ancient Immortals were only thinking about whether they could evade it. None of them had considered whether they could withstand it. That domineering slash was simply impossible to block.
It was over. Zhong Shan and Luo Xingchen were dead.
Yet Zhong Shan, standing on the mountain peak, continued staring at Bai Qi as though he had not seen the terrifying saber momentum at all. Only Luo Xingchen moved at that moment.
The blue gem between Luo Xingchen's brows suddenly flashed, and a massive amount of Green Light shot toward Bai Qi's terrifying saber momentum.
"Slow!"
With a low shout, Luo Xingchen raised one hand toward the sky.
At that moment, Bai Qi suddenly felt as though