"Jian Cangsang!"
The Fourth Prince fixed his gaze on the sword slung across Jian Cangsang's back. It was that sword that had made him feel the threat of death!
"Roar!"
Just then, a horde of stone statues charged at them, attacking only the Fourth Prince and ignoring Jian Cangsang and the other two.
Whoosh! Sword light flashed, and every statue was ground to dust.
The Fourth Prince was startled. He hadn't even seen how Jian Cangsang had struck—and the man had actually helped him deal with the statues?
"I won't take advantage of you. Use your full strength, or you'll die." Jian Cangsang walked toward the Fourth Prince, step by step.
"If you want to kill me, you'll have to prove you're capable of it!" the Fourth Prince sneered.
The two clashed, dragon roars shaking the heavens as sword light tore through space and time.
Pfft! Not long after the battle began, the Fourth Prince suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His aura weakened, and the light in his eyes and the color in his face rapidly faded.
The Fourth Prince hurriedly put some distance between himself and Jian Cangsang. His eyes were filled with shock, his expression wary.
There was something strange about Jian Cangsang's Dao. Just being near him made the Fourth Prince feel as if he were suffocating. His aura, Dao Fruit, and origin were all withering, like fruit shriveling on the bough.
"Annihilation Sword Dao?" The Fourth Prince looked at Jian Cangsang. Jian Cangsang hadn't even drawn the sword on his back, and the Fourth Prince couldn't imagine how terrifying he would be if he did.
"Annihilation and the passage of time go hand in hand. When my sword is drawn, all things wither. This is the Cangsang Sword Dao, unique to me alone."
Jian