The Zhu Xian Sword

"Just as I thought. This sword isn't easy to take head-on..."

Tao Yu, trailing behind them, felt the might of that sword that could split the heavens and was shaken.

No wonder it could erase his Shadow Soldier completely in a single strike.

During the earlier siege by the eight Catastrophes, no one had managed to withstand even one strike. The reason only the weaker ones died was that the strong knew to dodge!

Even the defensive field they'd spent so long preparing had been shattered outright.

That was enough to show just how domineering an attack based on the Zhu Xian Sword was!

But now, as that highly compressed, razor-bright sword beam swept toward Bai Jiang, Tao Yu sensed a subtle shift in Bai Jiang's aura.

Before it even reached him, the sword intent—so sharp it seemed capable of destroying the world—began to weaken. Then it abruptly collapsed. The sword qi, which Tao Yu hadn't been sure he could withstand, was swallowed whole by Bai Jiang, who wasn't even at Catastrophe level!

Tao Yu's pupils contracted slightly.

With Fist Intent Materialization bolstering his perception, he immediately sensed an extremely domineering distortion over there!

The sensation was strange, yet familiar...

"Authority..."

As expected, Bai Jiang had been hiding some information. And it was crucial.

"For the Bai family to send over someone like him—someone who wouldn't raise suspicion, yet was so perfectly equipped to counter this threat—and claim it was a coincidence? Not even a ghost would believe that..."

Though Tao Yu sensed Bai Jiang's aura grow unstable, absorbing that sword qi had clearly taken a toll.

Yet the powerful fighters who'd attacked earlier had each been taken out with a single strike!

Judging by what Tao Yu could currently discern, Bai Jiang could withstand at least three strikes head-on!