Yet at that moment, something completely beyond their expectations happened.
Jiang Shu stepped forward, his eyes utterly calm, then slowly extended one hand.
In an instant, a vast and majestic aura, as grand and boundless as the heavens themselves, surged forth from within him.
Jiang Shu immediately transformed into a streak of light and charged straight at that blade radiance, swinging his arm and throwing an incomparably simple punch.
Boom!
In an instant, an earth-shaking roar erupted. Heaven quaked and earth trembled, and the entire Luotian Mountains began to shudder violently, as though they could not even withstand the aftershocks.
Amid that ultimate thunderous crash, a series of cracking sounds suddenly began to spread.
Crack, crack, crack...
All manner of cracks suddenly appeared across that ten-thousand-zhang blade radiance. After holding out for only a few breaths, it shattered with a tremendous crash.
Bang!
That blade radiance had been forcibly shattered!
At this moment, even Zhao Luotian and the three Venerables who had still been fighting could not help but stop in their tracks, staring wide-eyed in disbelief.
"This..."
The middle-aged Venerable stood there with his mouth agape, his eyes filled with utter disbelief.
"If I had taken that attack, I fear there would have been only one road—death. At most, I could only have hoped to dodge it."
"And yet this man used only his fist to smash Blade Falls on the Celestial River apart head-on. Just who is he?"
"A Late-stage Venerable? No! None of those supreme figures include such a person!"
The next moment, Jiang Shu's gaze shifted slightly, and he shook out his fist.
"Interesting."
He spoke indifferently.
Almost at that very instant, Zhao Luotian's pupils contracted. He stared fixedly at Jiang Shu, then, as if he had sensed something, turned and fled.
He was incomparably fast.