623. Three Moves

A thunderous voice shook the heavens, echoing without end, carrying an exalted majesty that brooked no refusal!

An invisible, intangible force permeated the void. A mountain-like pressure seemed to descend alongside the voice.

Even the void itself appeared to tremble!

This was a stronger at the True Essence Eighth Layer Realm!

Sensing the immense pressure descending from the distant heavens, Zhang Qingyuan did not stop what he was doing. Instead, a cold glint flashed through his eyes as True Essence Qi surged forth.

That streak of Sword Light was three parts faster than before, ripping through the void like thunder and lightning as it flashed past Li Hongbo's neck.

Rip!

A head shot into the sky. The Sword Intent Flowing Light had not only severed his neck—

Under the rampage of the force of qi, even his Divine Soul was shredded to pieces!

Only then did the figure at the horizon arrive in the skies nearby like wind, thunder, and lightning.

Seeing the scene before him, he could not help lowering his hand and letting out a sigh.

"My apologies. Your Excellency arrived too late."

Zhang Qingyuan slowly withdrew the longsword in his hand. The azure radiance flowing across it gradually faded, yet there was little apology in his calm voice.

The newcomer was a middle-aged cultivator dressed in a Daoist robe.

At this sight, his body suspended in mid-air, a faint look of anger appeared on his face, and his robes stirred without wind.

"Good, good, good! As expected of Cloud Water Sect's outstanding disciple. What domineering conduct indeed!"

The newcomer said "good" three times in succession, but his face was full of mockery.

"May I ask where Your Excellency is from? This thief bears a father-killing grudge against me. It is only right and proper for Zhang to