Xu Taiping naturally intended to kill Old Smoky Ghost.
Of the more than three hundred cultivators who had now ascended the Mysterious Wasteland Tower, every last one was a prodigy from one of the various realms. The title of Golden Scale Champion alone could not intimidate them.
"The only things that can convince them are your fists and your blade!"
As the cultivators before the Spirit Mirror watched, dumbstruck, Xu Taiping, who had yet to land, suddenly raised the Thunder Soul Blade again. Borrowing the momentum of his fall, he slashed down at Old Smoky Ghost.
"Zzree!-"
As a Blade Cry like a cicada's call exploded, Old Smoky Ghost, who had already stood up, was abruptly pinned in place by a surge of blade force. He could only barely muster the white smoke around him, turning it into enormous figures resembling gods and ghosts to shield himself.
"Boom!..."
In an instant, the hundreds upon thousands of blade shadows formed by the Chaotic Cicada Stance swept through like a storm of blades, shredding the enormous figures formed from white smoke.
"Shing!"
At the same time, Xu Taiping's figure, already merged with the Thunder Soul Blade's blade light, slashed down at Old Smoky Ghost's true body.
"Swish!"
Amid a piercing rush of air, Old Smoky Ghost's enormous body was cleaved diagonally in two from the neck.
Yet as his body was cut in half, Old Smoky Ghost showed not a trace of fear. Instead, he bared a mouthful of yellow teeth and chuckled. "You can't kill This Old Man."
Barely had his words fallen when another cicada-like Blade Cry exploded. A blade shadow identical to the one that had just slashed at Old Smoky Ghost appeared out of thin air before Xu Taiping and cut down without warning.
"Swish!"
Amid the rush