Qin Wangchuan's lips curled slightly. "Then I thank you, Princess."
Before his words had even faded, he raised a fingertip, and the character for "slay" gradually took shape in the air.
The instant the character was complete, a sword slash burst forth.
The heads of Tang Hui's companions, frozen in place, all flew up together. Their bodies toppled to the ground like torn rags.
Only after finishing all this did Qin Wangchuan stroll forward.
The people who had yet to enter the Secret Realm watched the scene with varied expressions.
Li Xuan stood at the Secret Realm's entrance, a grave look flashing in his eyes. "It bears some resemblance to the embryonic form of my Li Clan Sword Seal. He didn't use this move last time..."
Chu Wujiu leaned against a stone pillar, still lazily tossing that copper coin in his hand.
"Just looking at it, the sword at the start was far inferior to that monster Qin Wudao. The one afterward was decent, though its power was average."
"Let's go."
Not far away, Ji Wangji had already stepped through the Secret Realm's gates. Golden runes swirled wildly in his eyes as if he were deducing something.
But soon his brows furrowed. As though he had touched upon some taboo, he immediately stopped his deduction.
He murmured, "Strange..."
The feeling of kindred origin he sensed from Qin Wangchuan grew stronger and stronger. If he wasn't going mad, then Qin Wangchuan truly possessed the Heavenly Derivation Sacred Body.
But as he thought it over, Ji Wangji shook his head sharply.
Two Heavenly Derivation Sacred Bodies could never exist at the same time.
If they did, wouldn't he—the Forbidden Child his Ji Clan had waited countless years for—become a laughingstock?
*I can't let my thoughts run wild. I'll take the supreme treasure