"Die!"
A bone-chilling voice seemed to drift from the freezing winds of the Nine Netherworlds, sounding beside his ear.
Almost at the same instant, Shen Changchuan's pupils constricted. The emerald-green longsword in his hand swept toward his back without hesitation!
His rapidly moving figure blurred into an afterimage, as though he had flashed through space in an instant.
The emerald-green mana sword in his hand carved an arc through the air, tearing through the void like lightning!
Clang!
A deafening blast of clashing metal erupted. Shen Changchuan felt his mana sword strike something indestructibly hard. Even the emerald-green mana sword imbued with Space Power was pierced through by the violent collision and exploded into fragments!
At the same time,
An overwhelming force surged through the blade, sending Shen Changchuan flying backward beyond his control!
Boom!!!
The air along his path was plowed into a passage of shockwaves hundreds of zhang long, slicing straight across the sky. Buildings in its path were overturned by the violent air currents and collapsed with a roar!
Only after being hurled back over a thousand zhang did he barely stabilize himself.
"Not a bad reaction."
Zuo Jiuyin's figure slowly emerged from the void behind where Shen Changchuan had originally stood.
The Blood-colored long spear in his hand was entwined with wisps of deep, dark radiance, like tangible flames rising around it. Even the void twisted beneath its influence, exuding a terrifying aura that made one's heart tremble.
He lowered his head to glance at his slashed sleeve, a flicker of surprise passing through his eyes.
That strike had employed Shadow Escape, a third-tier spell contained within the Netherworld Great Law, the Netherworld Sect's inherited cultivation technique.
That was a third-tier spell!
And it was an inherited supreme art of the Netherworld Sect!
Its speed was