"Abba, abba..."
The Scarred Man hurriedly clutched his bleeding throat, his face twisted in pain as he opened his mouth and shouted.
A slit throat wasn't a fatal wound for a cultivator, but the Fish Intestine Sword in Ren Huan's hand was simply too sharp. It had cut straight through his throat, leaving him unable to speak even though he wanted to curse.
"Netherworld Ghost Shadow Technique!"
Su Fei cried out at once, recognizing Ren Huan's cultivation technique.
They said it was a low-grade Dao Rank technique. Once mastered, it let its user appear and disappear like a ghost—a technique many assassins in the Immortal Realm dreamed of obtaining.
"So it's the Netherworld Ghost Shadow Technique!"
The people all around wore looks of dawning realization. At last, they understood how Ren Huan, a mere Earth Immortal, had gotten behind an Immortal Lord.
But what truly struck them as unbelievable was that the Mid-Grade Immortal Artifact in Ren Huan's hand had just sliced through the Scarred Man's throat.
It wasn't that they'd never seen a Mid-Grade Immortal Artifact before. They'd simply never seen one this powerful. It could cut through even an Immortal Lord's body with ease, making it far stronger than the Mid-Grade Immortal Artifacts they usually saw.
"Anything Your Majesty makes is bound to be the finest!"
Ren Huan habitually raised the Fish Intestine Sword to his lips and licked the blood from the dagger.
Immediately afterward, blood qi roiled around him, and a blood-red circular formation appeared, covered in strange red symbols.
"Abba, abba..."
The Scarred Man's pupils suddenly contracted as he recognized Ren Huan's Blood Curse.
"Form!"
Ren Huan gave his opponent no chance to strike. He shouted and formed a Finger Seal.
Bang!
The blood-red formation suddenly exploded, and specks of blood light coalesced into a