Golden Mace Divine General Zhong Liang was said to possess extraordinary talent and a powerful corpse. Even while in the Lower Corpse realm, he could unleash corpse fire to attack his enemies.
It was only a freak like him who could forge such a terrifying Severing Head Golden Mace and win such an illustrious reputation in the Great World of Biyou Academy.
So the moment the Severing Head Golden Mace appeared, everyone knew the fight was over. A magical treasure of a sufficiently high grade could easily determine the outcome of a battle.
Just as the Severing Head Golden Mace was about to come crashing down, a streak of Clear Light flashed by. The whole place erupted. The entire cavern was blown apart, and boulders flew everywhere. The cave, buried more than ten yards underground, was suddenly exposed to the sky.
With a loud crack, the golden mace snapped in two and clattered to the ground.
Zhong Liang immediately spat out a mouthful of heart's blood and collapsed. The Clear Light rose again, effortlessly piercing through the heads of Zhong Liang and Wu Xian. The ring Wu Xian had brought forth had no chance of stopping it; it split in two and fell to the ground.
The Clear Light's momentum did not stop there. It killed the white-clad burly man beside Wu Xian. He hadn't even gotten a line before he met his end on the spot.
Caught up in the thrill of slaughter, Xu Yi flicked out a streak of Sword Qi aimed at Han Bing Qian's head, then another aimed at Feng Qing's. Neither of them so much as grunted before they fell dead.
Xu Yi stood amid the blood and gore, utterly unfazed. Calmly, he took out a blood pearl the size of a grain of rice