Su Xin's clash with Tianji Valley had been brief; from beginning to end, it had amounted to only a few moves.
Yet in those few exchanges, he had directly shattered the Mo Sect's Juzi Token, blasted apart every protective grand formation of Tianji Valley in one breath, and reduced Tianji Valley's accumulation of several thousand years to nothing.
Having witnessed such strength from Su Xin, everyone could now be certain that his power had nearly reached the pinnacle of the True Martial Realm.
Had those people from the Immortal Domain not appeared, after Li Boyang and the others departed, Su Xin would practically have become the number one person in the Jianghu.
Zhou Wucheng's face had gone deathly pale.
Within Tianji Valley, he had been the one most adamant about striking against Su Xin, and his stance had been the toughest. Otherwise, Yang Chengzi would not have made such a choice.
Beforehand, he had analyzed Su Xin's strength for a long time and believed he had made foolproof preparations. Yet now, he had suffered a crushing defeat. Su Xin's strength was terrifying beyond anything he had imagined. Before such absolute power, every scheme was nothing but a joke!
The root of this calamity was Zhou Wucheng. Since he had committed the mistake himself, he naturally had to bear it himself. Thus, Zhou Wucheng let out an angry roar, formed seals with both hands, and charged toward Su Xin.
He was only in the Soul Fusion Realm. Charging forward now was no more than seeking death.
Therefore, Zhou Wucheng was not planning to stake his life against Su Xin with his own strength. He wanted to use his own blood to perform a blood sacrifice for this final grand formation, unleashing its greatest power, because he himself had personally laid this