Qin Shujian strolled forward at a leisurely pace. The pitch-black scabbard of Thousand Mountain Blood trembled faintly in his hand, as though the blade might leap free at any moment, and a saber's ringing cry sounded out of thin air.
The ringing swept past.
It was as though a black mist had settled over everyone's hearts, forcing both sides of the battle to stop attacking despite themselves.
Bang!!
Li Chongshi staggered backward, coughing blood. His opponent wore a white opera mask.
In the eyes of the white-masked man, an unseen black mist seemed to veil what should have been a clear sky, making his heart tremble involuntarily.
"Intent!"
He was well-informed enough to recognize what was happening immediately.
Then.
The white-masked man turned his gaze toward Qin Shujian and barked, "Who are you?"
"The man who'll kill you!"
Qin Shujian spoke coolly. His Spirit Eye flickered but failed to provide the information he wanted. Thousand Mountain Blood had already left its sheath.
A ten-foot blade of Astral Qi shot from the scabbard, accompanied by what sounded like the wailing of vengeful souls and malicious ghosts. In an instant, the white-masked man felt as though he stood in the depths of hell, and a chill seized his mind.
"Blade Astral Qi!"
"True Martial seventh layer!"
The white-masked man was horrified. Without a second thought, he tried to turn and flee.
But the strike had already cowed his mind. He wanted to escape, yet his body could not keep up. Seeing the blade of Astral Qi descending, he unleashed the strongest True Essence within him, sending an enormous fist of True Essence crashing forward.
Boom!!
The blade of Astral Qi fell, shattering the True Essence.
The white-masked man froze where he stood. Then a line of blood appeared down the center of