Yuwen Ankang's eyes nearly split apart. Knowing he could not evade it, he hardened his heart.
He directly drew the greatsword at his waist.
The entire greatsword was black, and a statue of a black crow was carved into its hilt.
With one swing of his sword, endless black crows flew forth, as though they blanketed the heavens and turned the entire sky black.
The flock of black crows sought to devour everything.
But when Xu Zimo's blade light descended, no matter how many black crows there were, even the fierce Sword Qi of that sword—
All of it was swallowed by the blade Qi.
Even Yuwen Ankang himself, when he opened his eyes, felt as though the heavens and earth before him were leaving him behind.
The world spun around him, and he completely lost consciousness.
Only that eternal, indestructible blade Qi erupted before his eyes, occupying his entire world.
With a boom.
Everything came to a complete end.
Yuwen Ankang did not even have time to scream before he was swallowed by the blade Qi.
Reduced to ashes, not even his bones remained.
"Everyone present, if any of you are stronger than him, you may keep jumping around," Xu Zimo said calmly.
"Here, my words are the rules.
"Whether you accept them or not, swallow it."
Hearing Xu Zimo's words and seeing the eternal blade intent lingering where Yuwen Ankang had stood before his death—
Some people shuddered.
Even if some harbored many complaints, they did not dare say anything more.
How many among them dared claim they were stronger than Yuwen Ankang?
They were all much of a muchness.
Most importantly, Yuwen Ankang had been killed with a single slash.
One slash, eternal and indestructible. Such strength was already considered formidable among Great Saints.
Xu Zimo