Fei Shu fled dozens of miles away, his face filled with shock and horror.
Across the land stretched a saber scar dozens of miles long, like a rift in the earth, a thousand meters wide and a hundred meters deep. The blazing Blade Aura had burned the ground to scorched earth, as if it had been fused solid.
The scar still pulsed with the powerful aura of saber force. It would likely take years to fade.
He looked up at the figure in the sky, saber in hand. Fear burst into his eyes. Heavenly Human Realm? My ass! This was absolutely a late-stage Transcendent Realm expert—and one who had cultivated the Saber Dao to the Spirit Control Realm.
What was even more terrifying was that after unleashing that strike, the man's aura had clearly weakened, but within a few breaths, it had surged back to full strength.
"He's definitely one of those Void Glimpse Realm big shots reincarnated. Ao Kong, you bastard!"
Fei Shu's heart sank. He looked toward the saber scar, where Shen Chengchuan was barely recognizable as human. His body was shattered, one arm severed at the shoulder, and he lay in the scar with almost no sign of life.
His gaze shifted elsewhere. The saber scar had not reached that spot. He furrowed his brow.
"Ao Kong isn't dead?"
He saw that Ao Kong was still alive. Though he'd been clipped by the Blade Aura, it was powerful enough to kill a mid-stage Transcendent Realm expert. Yet Ao Kong's aura was merely in disarray, and he was coughing up blood nonstop. Still, he was alive, unlike Shen Chengchuan, whose fate was unclear.
"He's still going to kill me!"
A sudden sense of danger seized him. Fang Mo was looking his way. Fei Shu's heart clenched, and he