The burly man let out an enraged roar, his hoarse cry like that of a beast.
Once he was enveloped by the golden net, his aura instantly became sluggish and rigid. Though he possessed boundless strength, he could not exert any of it. Choked with frustration, he could only watch helplessly as the sword light arrived.
Then the world before his eyes overturned, and he finally sank into eternal darkness.
Chu Zhiyuan praised, "Excellent swordsmanship."
Chaofeng Sword Art.
As expected of the Chaofeng Sword Sect's supreme sword art. Its power was astonishing.
Zhuang Juyue looked delicate and tender, as though a gust of wind could knock her over. She wielded her sword like she was dancing, without the slightest trace of killing intent.
Yet her strikes were ruthless.
The burly man's head rolled away, and his blood shot skyward in a crimson pillar.
Without pausing in the slightest, Zhuang Juyue charged toward the six burly men in the distance.
Startled by the roar, they turned their heads and spotted the abnormality. They threw aside their black iron hoes and rushed toward Zhuang Juyue.
The remaining experts all charged at the six burly men.
Before the two sides even met, palm prints, fist shadows, saber light, and sword shadows were already colliding in the air.
Bang bang bang bang...
The dull booms rang without end as fierce winds howled.
The ice peak seemed to tremble, as though an Earth Dragon had turned over.
Chu Zhiyuan stood solemnly where he was, his hands forming seals as he chanted.
One golden net after another descended toward the six burly men.
As the golden nets fell, their movements abruptly slowed, leaving them in a position where they could only passively endure the blows.
Chu Zhiyuan stopped using the Great Demon Subduing Seal and observed