The sky over eastern Mulberry Prefecture was clear, the clouds light and the breeze gentle.
The chill spring wind swept past, carrying a bleak, deathly stillness.
Jin Ling's Eight-Armed Heavenly God supernatural power possessed eight formidable transformations.
Even Chongxuan Zun's right arm had been severed earlier in the pursuit, struck off by his Eight-Armed Heavenly God.
And yet...
There had been no time at all to display it.
To the senses of every observer, it had merely been Xue Chang unleashing his Ignorance Supernatural Power, upon which everyone immediately seized the chance to charge in.
But before that round of fighting had even ended, Jin Ling, who had rushed at the very front... had already vanished within the terrifying supernatural power of Jiang Wang's Sword Evolves Myriad Laws.
Not the slightest trace remained.
Only the bloody gash already split open across Jiang Wang's neck could perhaps attest to the efforts of the Marquis of Anguo of Great Xia.
But he had been half a breath too slow.
Perhaps he had lacked resolve, perhaps he had missed the moment.
In a battle of this level, that slash either took the head—or it could only amount to nothing at all...
Jiang Wang held a three-foot Green Edge in his right hand, its blade untouched by dust. With just one finger of his left hand, he lightly wiped across the wound.
The bleeding stopped.
That was the last injury Jin Ling had left him.
There was no doubting the strength of his opponents.
Even though that delayed-blade stratagem had been executed flawlessly.
Even though he and Chongxuan Zun had successfully carried out their tactical deception, using Xue Chang's Ignorance Supernatural Power to forcibly create an opening in which life and death could be decided, they had still nearly been crushed beneath these people's