Primordial Wilderness.
Netherworld.
Death Qi, icy and biting, billowed like layer upon layer of fog, surging and filling this entire world.
There was no up or down, no left or right, no path, and not a single landmark...
In the void, the Golden Armor pressed forward in a vast, mighty host.
As the Great Sun True Fire flickered, its dazzling crimson-gold light blazed fiercely. Flecks of flame, like human-shaped candles, gathered into a surging river, illuminating a corner where Death Qi churned.
Gu Miao and Kongmeng had been retreating with the crowd. Hearing Yin Jiang's voice cut off abruptly, they immediately grew alert.
The next moment, Yin Jiang suddenly turned around and reached for Gu Miao and Kongmeng!
Yin Jiang was astonishingly fast, moving like lightning. Even though Gu Miao and Kongmeng had been on guard, they had no time to react!
Just as the two were about to fall into Yin Jiang's grasp, a low, solemn voice suddenly rang out: "Disarm!"
As soon as the words fell, the Golden Armor on Yin Jiang vanished in an instant, as if it had never existed.
The True Fire blazing over the armor went out in a flash.
The ethereal, lofty aura around Yin Jiang dissipated at once, and her cultivation fell to Mahayana. The speed that had been as swift as lightning now seemed incredibly slow to Gu Miao and Kongmeng.
Whoosh!
Violet lightning streaked across the sky. As a cold gleam flashed, a clear, shimmering flying sword returned to the scabbard on Gu Miao's back.
Yin Jiang froze in place, her hand still outstretched.
A thin line of blood appeared down the middle of her body, from head to toe.
The instant the line appeared, it swiftly widened. In the blink of an eye, it split Yin Jiang in two...