Chen Baixiao's severed body had not yet fully dispersed. Ever since that sword-light had cut through him, he had stared fixedly at Zhang Yu.
But he was soon disappointed.
Zhang Yu stood there entirely unharmed. This meant the technique of "Life-Treatment Equivalence" had failed to shake him; perhaps it had been blocked by some unknown divine ability.
As Chen Baixiao's body, split into two halves, gradually faded away, divine energy still poured down from the Void Abode, trying to mend his body. But that sword had already severed his living vitality in this world, and the process could no longer be stopped. Only his remaining consciousness endured tenaciously.
Just then, the divine energy pouring into him suddenly ceased, and he was immediately startled awake.
The divine energy of the Void Abode was one with him. Unless he took the initiative himself, it would never stop for no reason.
If such a thing had happened, then some change must have occurred in the Void Abode—or rather... it had suffered an attack from elsewhere.
He instantly understood. Zhang Yu must have used some method to locate the place of his Void Abode in that brief instant, just as he had pointed a finger and slain Dan Xiaochen.
His Void Abode would likely be breached the very next moment.
Yet a strange gleam appeared deep in his eyes.
To him, the divine energy in the Void Abode being cut apart was no great matter. On the contrary, it counted as a good thing.
By now, half of his body and head had dispersed, but the handsome face at the front, as though carved from jade, remained largely intact. It now looked like a jade mask, and upon it, an eerie smile suddenly appeared.
He had waited a very long time for this sword.