Song Wen made no move to stop the Jade-White Longsword, allowing it to draw ever closer.
The sword possessed terrifying power. To block it, Song Wen would have to reveal quite a few of his trump cards.
Moreover, the shock waves unleashed by their clash would inevitably kill large numbers of cultivators nearby, perhaps even reaching Central Mu City a hundred li away.
If widespread destruction and casualties struck the city, it would bring a calamity of towering proportions down upon Song Wen.
The longsword cleaved through the air, its momentum piercing the heavens like a rainbow as it drove straight for Song Wen's throat.
Song Wen was beheaded with a single stroke.
His head and remaining body were shredded by the Sword Qi that erupted immediately afterward.
"Hahaha... Gu Huang, this is what you get for opposing me!" Xiao Yuankui laughed aloud. "Mother's strength is truly extraordinary. You disposed of that wretch in a single move."
But the beautiful woman said, "He isn't dead."
Her gaze swept toward the distant horizon.
Ten thousand li away, a streak of silver lightning was racing away from Central Mu City.
Wisps of white mist rose around the beautiful woman, and a bone-chilling cold immediately swept outward.
Xiao Yuankui, who stood closest to her, felt it most keenly.
A thin layer of white frost instantly formed on his clothes and face, and his body shuddered violently despite himself.
"Kui'er, wait here. I will go and dispose of Gu Huang. Otherwise, he will surely bring trouble later."
Before the beautiful woman finished speaking, she had already shot away through the air.
Her speed was astonishing, clearly enhanced by the wisps of mist surrounding her.
Song Wen used the Thunder Escape Technique to flee at full speed, only to discover:
Not only had he failed