The Cai Family Old Ancestor felt that terrifying pressure the instant the Sword Qi condensed above the hall. His eyelid twitched violently, and almost instinctively, he hurled a punch overhead.
The instant his Fist Aura collided with the Sword Qi, a deafening boom erupted. Violent waves of air exploded outward, scattering the hall's tables, chairs, food, and wine in utter disarray.
The Cai Family Residence shook on the verge of collapse. Several long, deep cracks split its walls, and many of the weaker Cai Family disciples were killed outright by the shock. Blood streamed from their seven orifices as they fell to the ground, never to move again.
Yet the force of that Sword Qi had not been fully stopped. It slashed down with its remaining razor-sharp momentum, cleaving the vast Cai Family Residence in two.
Rubble flew and dust billowed. The entire roof of the hall was torn away, revealing a gray figure slowly descending through the night sky.
The Cai Family Old Ancestor looked up, staring through the dust and shattered tiles at the figure continuing his downward attack. His face was livid.
He had only just broken through to the sixth turn. He had thought he could finally swagger unchecked through Mu Province, but before he could properly enjoy his newfound might, someone had brought a sword to his doorstep.
He had no time to spare for his dead and wounded clansmen. Clenching both fists, he frantically circulated his sixth-turn true qi, preparing for the next wave of attacks.
Meanwhile, the gray figure in the sky continued his slow descent. The longsword in his hand gleamed coldly beneath the moonlight, like the scythe of death drawing silently closer.
Amid the swirling dust, the ruins of the Cai Family Residence looked especially devastated in the night wind. The