Whoosh!!!! Gui Jin appeared high in the sky, a hundred zhang away. Watching the white orb's astonishing power, he said coldly, "Hmph! You're quite a sly one, fatty!" His divine sense had detected little magic power in the orb, but the extraordinary instincts of a Spirit Communion Stage cultivator had warned him of grave danger, prompting him to dodge beforehand. Sure enough, Dong Santong had nearly caught him with another trick, and his temper was beginning to flare.
"Hmph, hmph!" Dong Santong snorted disdainfully. Casting that white orb had clearly depleted much of his magic power. His fingers swiftly formed seals as he chanted, ignoring Gui Jin.
"Ah! What a nuisance! I'll have to use that move again!" Gui Jin paused, then shrugged lazily. Boom!!! Black light sprayed out, and he vanished into the air, becoming a black beam that shot toward Dong Santong as he brandished the Black Long Saber. After being toyed with over and over, even Gui Jin could no longer restrain himself.
"Huh???" Gui Jin's expression suddenly shifted. He paused in the sky and glanced toward the horizon, murmuring, "Ah! That brat's here too?" Black light erupted from the Black Long Saber in his hand, transforming it into a black light blade over ten zhang long. In an instant, he appeared above Dong Santong and, with an angry roar, brought the saber down toward his head.
In an instant, a pitch-black saber slash descended soundlessly onto Dong Santong's head. It was so fast that he had no time to dodge!
Slash!!!!!!! The pitch-black saber light instantly cleaved Dong Santong in two!
Boom!!!!!!! A muffled explosion shook heaven and earth. The pitch-black saber light seemed to burst apart in the sky, unleashing black ghostly shadows that wailed like ghosts and howled like wolves across dozens of zhang.