A tremendous force surged through the bent long spear, sending his entire body hurtling backward.
The blood and qi throughout his body churned violently, and his five viscera and six bowels felt as though they were about to shatter.
"Such... such tremendous strength."
Feng Yu stared in shock. Li Dazhuang truly possessed monstrous strength—one casual slash had already injured him.
"One slash."
Li Dazhuang murmured at last. His entire body became an afterimage, arriving before Feng Yu in an instant. Under Feng Yu's disbelieving gaze, he slashed out.
"Thunder Sacred Dragon, rise."
Feng Yu roared, and endless power of laws surged forth, swiftly forming a colossal thunder dragon a million zhang long.
Within the thunder dragon's body, a long spear gleamed brilliantly.
"Slash."
Li Dazhuang made no flashy movements. He merely raised his greatsaber and brought it down.
"Roar..."
The thunder dragon let out an incomparably deep cry.
In the blink of an eye, amid flashing lightning, an utterly terrifying blade radiance appeared in the Starry Sky.
The blade radiance cleaved the thunder dragon directly in two.
"Pfft."
The blade radiance did not lose momentum, striking Feng Yu's body directly. Feng Yu's eyes widened as he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Three slashes."
Li Dazhuang's ghostly voice sounded beside Feng Yu's ear. Before Feng Yu could react, he saw a headless corpse floating quietly across the battlefield.
Whose corpse was that? It looked so familiar.
Oh. It was mine.
Then Feng Yu's vision went black.
After ruthlessly crushing Feng Yu's Primordial Spirit, Li Dazhuang carried Feng Yu's head back to the warship.
"Young Master, I retrieved his head."
Li Dazhuang raised his arm, waved Feng Yu's head before Poison Venerable, and smiled faintly.
"Take it away, take it away. Throw it out."
Poison Venerable waved him off with a