Zhou Heng's counterattack was as swift as a flash of lightning. Just that one sword strike, and everything was over.
Ye Guyu stared at Zhou Heng in disbelief, wanting to say something, but all that came from his mouth was a string of bloody bubbles. Then his entire body crashed to the ground, sending dust flying everywhere.
For Zhou Heng, as long as he had the chance to strike a single sword, it was enough to kill!
His eyes were bloodshot, ferocity blazing from them like an ancient savage beast. Swept by his gaze, even Comet Realm experts like Lin Xianyang and Li Yuncong felt their legs go weak with chill, unable to resist the urge to turn and flee.
A ray of light flashed from Ye Guyu's body, forming a trembling curtain of light like a mirror.
Zhou Heng put away the Black Sword and desperately absorbed the Life Essence within it. At the same time, the Star Vortex spun madly, drawing an unknown power from the void to restore his Spiritual Power at a terrifying speed.
But that still required time.
Fortunately, he still had Essence Stone Source Liquid on him, enough to block ordinary Comet Realm attacks. Of course, against the power of runes, it would be difficult for it to perform at full capacity. After all, the Stone Statue Clan was too easy to cultivate, and this race's defenses certainly could not be the strongest under heaven.
Zhou Heng looked at Ye Guyu's corpse, a trace of relief flashing through his heart.
The Dragon Clan truly deserved to be descendants of the Four Divine Beasts of heaven and earth—their defensive power was terrifyingly strong! If he had not attacked while Ye Guyu was at his absolute weakest, and if he himself had not reached the great