Old General's Twilight was a sword with no return, one that relied heavily on its momentum. With Walking on Azure Clouds laying the groundwork with its incredible speed, the sword was almost upon the enemy the instant it left its sheath.
Jiang Wang could clearly see the wrinkles on the Sea Race warrior's face, and the terror in his eyes.
His sword did not waver for an instant. It pierced straight through the man's neck!
But Longing, peerless in sharpness, met a hint of resistance.
It was as if some kind of bloody scaffold in the man's neck was constantly tangling around the blade, winding and constricting it.
Was it some innate Supernatural Power, or a special secret art?
Along with these thoughts came an overwhelming sense of danger.
Danger! Danger! Danger!
Without hesitation, Dao Essence surged through Jiang Wang as he wrenched his sword free and sprang backward!
But the Commander Rank Sea Beast pierced by his sword exploded at almost the exact same moment!
The Sea Race warrior burst apart from head to toe, but there seemed to be no bone or flesh—only skin and blood.
His entire body was like a bubble full of blood, bursting in front of Jiang Wang as blood... sprayed everywhere!
Jiang Wang could not dodge in time, nor could he possibly avoid it all.
Even with the peerless deftness of Walking on Azure Clouds, a pool of blood still splashed across his chest.
It was a vivid, brilliant red.
The Hidden Cloak was Seamless, impervious to dust and grime.
Yet that patch of bright red was stamped right there, a stain of blood that could not be wiped away.
Jiang Wang tried to erase it with Dao Essence, but it did not change in the slightest.
That meant... the Hidden Cloak had