Everything seemed to have frozen.
Every inch of the void appeared solidified; only the blazing red radiance remained, illuminating the myriad worlds.
At this moment, the Moon-Howling Demon Wolf Emperor's son had already been gravely wounded by the sudden eruption of azure-white sword light, left on the verge of death.
Had the Moonlight Crown above his head not blocked part of the edge, he would likely have been body and soul annihilated beneath that utterly murderous sword strike.
Even so, the killing sword intent had seeped into every shred of his flesh and blood.
Every instant, he had to endure agony like being sliced by a thousand blades, his pained howls resounding through the sky.
"Shut up! Stop screeching like a ghost!"
Another streak of sword light shot out, driving straight through the Moon-Howling Demon Wolf's snout and piercing through his lower jaw.
Having done all that, Chi Jiuyu lifted her head and looked toward the sky. Reflected in her eyes was that sword spanning the two ends of heaven and earth, wholly crimson and coursing with divine light.
"...Martial Uncle?"
There was more than a trace of uncertainty in her voice.
So this...
should be that invincible, omnipotent Martial Uncle from the present age, right?
But hadn't they said before that even True Immortals could not observe or interfere with anything at chaotic time nodes?
That sentence flashed through Chi Jiuyu's mind once more.
Very soon, a black figure emerged from the blazing crimson light that illuminated the heavens and myriad worlds.
He passed straight by the stunned Chi Jiuyu and arrived before the bamboo hut.
More precisely, before Wu Shi, who had yet to react.
"Master."
"..."
After standing there in a daze for quite a while, Wu Shi finally spoke uncertainly.
"You are... Little Xing?"
"It's me."