Almost ready?
What was almost ready?
The black-robed figure and the many cultivators below were utterly baffled by Zhang Yuan's words.
The next moment, Zhang Yuan vanished again, leaving midair to appear on the ground below, beside Wei Jianxing, Wei Liu, and Wu Qing.
With a swish.
Before Wei Liu could react, Zhang Yuan casually drew her sword and said evenly:
"Let me borrow your sword."
Hearing his voice, Wei Liu whipped her head around, but by the time she turned, Zhang Yuan had already vanished from her side and reappeared in midair.
Gathering baleful energy, the black-robed figure watched Zhang Yuan suddenly disappear and reappear, then raised its sword overhead with some difficulty, as though the blade of flesh and blood weighed tens of thousands of pounds after gathering that energy.
This sword was its killing move, immensely powerful. A single slash could destroy a third of White Tree City.
Although its lord had ordered it to retrieve the White Saint Tree without causing too much of a disturbance, the situation had changed today. Another demon king had appeared, seemingly on the same level as its lord. Without using its killing move, it could not properly test him.
Zhang Yuan held Wei Liu's sword loosely. Watching the black-robed figure gather its killing move, he flashed past its side.
Bang!
Before anyone could see what had happened, a bang rang out, and the black-robed figure abruptly flew backward. The billowing baleful energy gathered around its sword scattered as well.
The black-robed figure crashed into the ground, leaving a huge crater in White Tree City.
"What happened?"
"Is it... dead?"
"Not yet. It's still alive."
Their eyes filled with bewilderment, everyone looked toward the crater the black-robed figure had made.
The black-robed figure struggled out of the crater. After taking a