Meng Qi's hair hung loose, and blood covered his body. His whole being radiated a wild, reckless air.
Anyone who saw him would have exclaimed, "Now that's Fierce Vajra, number one on the Human Ranking!"
Across from Meng Qi and the others stood a great demon shaped like a dried corpse, Demonic Qi pouring from its body. It was the unforeseen twist in this mission!
In the original story, this great Demon—Demon Yuan—had fought Monk Jiuzhen, the man who sealed him, for control of their body. Meng Qi and the others had made it through with plenty of scares but no real danger. This time, though, the great Demon was countless times stronger!
Heaven and earth suddenly turned black and white. Everyone seemed frozen in place, held rigid by Jiang Zhiwei's sword strike.
"Zhiwei, don't!" Meng Qi shouted at her, his body covered in wounds. He had led the charge in this battle and suffered the worst injuries!
River Zhiwei swung her sword with her physical body. The phantom of her Primordial Spirit shone, then burned fiercely as it made the same motion!
This was Sword Twenty-Three, a peerless martial art from the Wind and Cloud World. It was a sword of the Primordial Spirit, a sword strike of dazzling brilliance.
The all-too-familiar sight made Meng Qi feel as though his eyes might split with anguish. Even he, number one on the Human Ranking, had been helpless against this foe, and Origin Lord Bixia was no match for him either. Zhiwei's Sword Twenty-Three would most likely achieve nothing!
And that meant she was even more likely to die!
This was a sword strike that burned the Primordial Spirit, one that demanded its wielder give up her life. It brought all things to a standstill!
The Sever Sword's light flashed and