Instant Kill

A muffled thud rang out.

Xiao Chenyang felt it.

The Heart-Protecting Mirror that automatically shielded his body shattered in an instant, as if something had pierced straight through it, letting out a sharp hiss.

Before he could make a move, in the next moment, a stabbing pain

came from his chest.

Xiao Chenyang stood frozen in place, his pupils unfocused.

Drip, drip—

The crisp sound of liquid falling was especially grating in the silence.

He lowered his head mechanically. A crystalline longsword condensed from pure magical power was flashing with a cold gleam as it pierced out through his back.

The sword tip protruded from his chest, and along the blade wreathed in spiritual light, dark-red threads of blood wound their way down.

Those dripping sounds were the sound of the hot blood from his heart striking the bluestone.

At this moment, Xiao Chenyang was completely stunned.

A blank, bewildered look appeared on his face.

It was as if he still could not figure out what exactly had happened.

For a brief instant, he even wondered whether the magical longsword he saw piercing through his body was nothing more than an illusion.

However, when his body tried to move, the intense pain from his chest surged into his mind like a tide in an instant, stabbing into his soul.

This pain, and the powerlessness sweeping through his entire body, told him one thing at every moment.

That was—everything before his eyes was real.

His body

had indeed been run through by someone's sword.

In that single instant just now, he had not even seen how Shen Changchuan opposite him had made his move, yet his body had already been pierced through by the longsword of magical power Shen Changchuan had condensed.

How could this be?

Was the gap really that