The strength Chen Changqing displayed could no longer be measured by the standards of ordinary young cultivators.
He overwhelmed his opponents in every respect. Whether in footwork, physical strength, or divine abilities, there was no obvious weakness to be found.
At that moment, aboard a void chariot, a steward of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion gave a slight signal to a short black figure beside him.
This was the final step devised by the various hostile factions.
Since they could not defeat him head-on, they would resort to the most extreme assassination method, severely injuring Chen Changqing's soul in the instant his vigilance slackened after three consecutive battles.
The void rippled almost imperceptibly.
The short black figure silently vanished from where he stood.
On the Battle Platform, Heavenly Venerable Taixuan had yet to announce the next match.
Not even a gap had opened in the defensive barrier surrounding the platform.
Suddenly, everything changed!
From the void behind Chen Changqing, a black dagger as thin as a cicada's wing thrust out without a sound.
There was no fluctuation of spiritual energy, no release of killing intent.
It was Shadow Fiend, one of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion's elite death warriors!
He cultivated the Ancient Assassination Art and had long since refined his flesh into the interstices of space. His specialty was delivering a fatal blow in the moment his opponent relaxed, believing victory was assured.
The black dagger aimed straight for the Jade Pillow acupoint at the back of Chen Changqing's head!
It was barely half an inch away!
"Changqing, watch out!"
Xuanyuan Xiaoyu cried out in alarm aboard the Divine Dynasty's warship.
Daoist Chen Yuan's sword gale nearly erupted beyond his control.
And yet.
At the very instant the dagger was about to touch the hair at the back of Chen Changqing's