One Sword, One Fist

Li Su frowned. Radiance brewed in his eyes, forming terrifying patterns as though they could pierce through all things and seize the truth.

Yellow Ox's expression changed slightly. Though he had prepared himself to strike at one above the Mythical Realm, and understood how terrifying such beings were, some things could never truly be grasped until they stood right before you.

Merely being stared at by Li Su made his soul feel as though it were freezing solid, pierced through by those pupils. The pressure was simply unimaginable. What kind of Golden Core was this? It directly reminded him of when a Profound Immortal had looked straight at him.

However, everything had long since been arranged.

There was no turning back.

That thing had to be retrieved. It absolutely could not be exposed, or enormous problems would arise. Once a Saint's gaze descended, not only would countless people die, but the few of them would also be plunged into a fate worse than death for failing their task.

The beings above only cared about results when assigning missions. They never cared about the process.

His pupils lit up, and an evil aura began flowing from his body. Something took shape, instantly enveloping the two of them.

This was a special unorthodox art that could drag people into another world, removing them from Heaven-Intercepting City.

Success!

As the unorthodox art succeeded, a smile appeared on Yellow Ox's sinister face. All that remained was to surround him.

Hm?

His expression suddenly froze. He discovered that his vision was swaying, falling uncontrollably. As it tumbled, he saw a body torn into pieces, hacked apart by a sharp sword into several hundred segments, black blood flowing from within.

His thoughts stiffened, because the shattered body was far too familiar. Those torn clothes were exactly