It was not that Jiang Wang's sword was dull, nor that he lacked courage.
It was simply that, against an opponent on Zong Dezhen's level, he had to put himself in peak condition. He had to make every preparation, so that he could truly keep Zong Dezhen here and leave this fiend no gap through which to escape.
He had even begun reconstructing the laws within this shattered world, contending with Zong Dezhen for control over every inch of space, while weaving Sword Qi into a heavenly net in an attempt to cut off his retreat.
He faced the gap between himself and Zong Dezhen squarely. He believed his most important task was to hold Zong Dezhen here until the others arrived. The sins Zong Dezhen had committed throughout his life would naturally repay him with the ending he deserved.
But Jiang Mengxiong's fist was too fast.
Jiang Wang had only just received the Nine Palaces Heavenly Chime. Disregarding all else, he slaughtered his way through this world and cut out a message to the myriad heavens and the Outside World. Jiang Mengxiong followed right on his heels, smashing in with a fist aimed straight at Zong Dezhen's face!
He seemed to hate him even more.
And so Jiang Wang needed think no further. His sword swept forth, streaking across the sky like a long rainbow.
This sword possessed boundless grandeur, as though it could split this world apart and divide the universe. It was the sword of Jiang Wang's killing intent erupting in full. Yet this sword was infinitely tiny as well—it pierced through Zong Dezhen's vision, split open his line of sight, and slew its way into those eyes of endless majesty.
Its name was [See and Kill]!
"Ungh!"
Zong Dezhen let out a muffled groan. Meeting fist