Shi Sujun Was Only One Part Like Her

Yes, Ying Bing had vanished from the very beginning.

Where had she gone?

At this moment, after Emperor Jingtai had seemingly pondered for a while, he altered the Map of Mountains and Rivers.

Switch scenes.

The moment the image shifted, an eerie silence fell over the Imperial Capital and its surroundings, just like the present-day You Shuo.

You Shuo, which had already endured a great battle, was now frozen for a thousand miles, with ice sculptures standing everywhere.

At the edge of the abyss stood a figure. Her black robes fluttered amid the ink-dark frost, while the sword in her hand reflected a splendor so beautiful it was cold.

Moon Phoenix stood behind her, gazing down into the abyss.

A twisted shadow suddenly emerged behind her. It seemed to be a short sword, swift as uncanny lightning, so fast that it escaped the eye, leaving only a faint trail of ripples through the void.

That sword, merged with the shadows, carried no earth-shattering aura, no heaven-shaking phenomenon.

In its place was speed—ultimate speed.

It was so fast that the many swordsmen of Heavenly Mountain Sword Villa all slapped their tables in admiration.

From the moment that sword appeared, everyone shuddered in fear. Even their Will Souls seemed nailed within the abyss, swallowed by boundless darkness.

What a terrifying sword strike.

"Seven Killings."

Someone recognized the identity of the living dead who had attacked. He had once been a highly renowned member of the Celestial Race.

It was said that the Second Heavenly Slayer who had created the Impermanence Manual had received Seven Killings' guidance, thereby entering the Inner Scene.

Who would have thought that such a powerful member of the Celestial Race had also become one of the living dead?

Just as everyone worried over how Ying Bing would respond,