Almost at the same instant, another thunderous crash rang out from the pink mist on the other side. The Joyful Bliss Palace Woman flew backward out of it, spraying blood from her mouth, the jade fan in her hand visibly covered in cracks.
"Tianjunzi!"
The woman had been shouting with venom written all over her face, but her gaze instinctively swept toward Wang Yu. Catching sight of the Black-Robed Youth's corpse falling, she immediately went pale and hurriedly crushed a Blood-Colored Talisman on her person.
Blood-red light surged around her, and a crimson streak tore through the air. After a few flashes, it vanished over the horizon, leaving behind only the faintly echoing command, "Retreat!"
When the Demonic Path disciples still fighting nearby saw that their two True Disciples had been killed or driven off in the blink of an eye, they scattered at once, fleeing in every direction.
The disciples of the Great Ming Four Sects were overjoyed. Some who held the upper hand pursued relentlessly, while those already injured immediately stopped where they were, slapping various healing talismans onto themselves and taking medicinal pills to recover.
Wang Yu flew leisurely down to the ground and looked at the Black-Robed Youth's corpse lying motionless in the dirt. He turned one hand over, and the Blue-and-Red Long Saber appeared in his grasp. With a blurred sweep, a dazzling blade of light flashed past, instantly severing the head.
Only after seeing that nothing unusual happened to the corpse did Wang Yu relax. The blue-and-red saber vanished from his hand in a flash. He beckoned with one hand, and three Willow-Leaf Flying Knives sprang out of the corpse, circled once, and flew back into his sleeve.
He stepped forward and searched the Black-Robed Youth's body, finding a grayish-white Storage Bag. Satisfied, he