Cheng Dun's whole body immediately broke out in sores. As blood and pus gushed from his wounds, one tiny, venomous face after another, each no bigger than a fingernail, appeared on his skin. His magical power began to drain away at terrifying speed—the rotting faces were forcibly siphoning off his strength!
In the next instant, Pei Ling's voice drifted out again. "Forget!"
The word was an irresistible command, profound and mysterious. The laws between heaven and earth began to shift.
Cheng Dun was just about to move when he suddenly forgot everything he had been about to do!
Pei Ling flicked a finger. A streak of Blood Saber Qi tore through the air and shot toward Cheng Dun.
Under the influence of the "Forget" law, Cheng Dun's face went blank. All he could do was watch helplessly as the blade qi drew closer...
The battle had only just begun, yet Pei Ling had already displayed overwhelming strength without even drawing the Nine Souls Blade. Aside from Wenren Lingshe, the cultivators from the other three sects watching the battle were all startled!
Dao Integration Mid Stage!
The Holy Son of Chongming Sect was even stronger than before!
Yet just as everyone thought the outcome had been decided, a terrifying sword intent that seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth suddenly erupted from Cheng Dun!
Clang!
Before the Blood Saber Qi could reach Cheng Dun, the sword intent instantly melted it away.
The whole world dimmed in an instant, as though it had withered in a single breath. All vitality, life, vigor... vanished without a trace, as if everything were about to sink into desolation and deathly silence.
Cheng Dun had already come back to his senses. The laws on his body, the densely packed faces, and the festering wounds were all