Lu Yin watched as Wang Si's palm strike advanced layer by layer. Though it had been weakened and suppressed, it had not been completely crushed.
He and Wang Si drew closer and closer. He could clearly see the resentment and murderous intent in her eyes, and feel that almost frenzied aura.
"Thank you for giving me such a—perfect performance." Lu Yin smiled faintly. His right hand moved, and the Progenitor's Sword suddenly thrust out, twisting space and time as it pierced Wang Si's heart.
Everyone was shaken. The Progenitor's Sword was a symbol. Even the sect masters of the Heavenly Sect Era, such as Lu Buzheng, had never seen it, let alone used it as a weapon.
Lu Yin had once again opened a new precedent. Perhaps, apart from the Progenitor, he was the first person to wield this sword.
Wang Si's strength was utterly insignificant. Before the Progenitor's Sword, she had no chance to resist. The Supreme Secret Technique and Sitting Forgetfulness Technique were rendered useless beneath this sword.
She lowered her head and looked at the sword piercing her heart. There was no pain, only disappearance. Starting from her heart, her body gradually vanished, disappearing from this world.
Everyone stared blankly at the scene, their hands and feet turning cold.
They could accept Wang Si being killed and the Heavenly Ladder being stained with blood, but they could not imagine a person inexplicably disappearing.
One sword had made a person disappear. What kind of power was this?
Jiu Yao was very close by and saw this scene again. His face paled. Back then, Wang Xu God had disappeared after grasping the sword hilt. The Progenitor's Sword could not be touched, and Lu Yin was the only person who could touch it.
The others felt their scalps go numb,