How Far Can Those Eyes of Yours See?

Xiao Wujiu's gaze sharpened. His figure turned into an afterimage and vanished from where he stood, sword raised as he slashed directly at Fifth King Hall!

"Arrogant brat! Don't think that strength boosted by a secret art is enough to contend with me. Die!" Fifth King Hall roared, and the enormous demonic phantom behind him swung its fist down viciously at Xiao Wujiu!

The punch carried overwhelming power and terrifying speed. Despite the phantom's massive body, its speed had not slowed in the slightest. It was an immensely heavy blow!

Xiao Wujiu's gaze swept rapidly over the attack, seeking its weak point. His eyes narrowed, and just as the massive fist descended, his figure vanished instantly instead of meeting it head-on.

The power of the Spatial Ancestral Talisman brought Xiao Wujiu directly to Fifth King Hall's side. He appeared in a half-crouch, his feet seeming to take root in the void as the Ink Sword rested at his side, his eyes fixed on the enormous demonic phantom.

Yuan Power gathered within the sword in his hand. After steadying his breath and briefly gathering strength, he suddenly shot toward Fifth King Hall!

"Draw Sword Slash!"

An incomparably sharp aura erupted. The Ink Sword in his hand carried an unstoppable, all-cleaving momentum as it struck at the enormous demonic phantom's arm.

"Brat, you fell for it!"

At that moment, Fifth King Hall, who had originally had his back to Xiao Wujiu, slightly turned his head. His voice carried a hint of triumphant amusement.

The instant Xiao Wujiu approached, a Demon Lotus emitting horrifying demonic aura appeared in his hand. It broke free from his grasp, and when it appeared again, it was already behind Xiao Wujiu!

The timing of the Demon Lotus's release was impeccable. The moment he cast it out, it