As his words fell, Xu Zimo seized the World-Ending Dark Night Crow by the head.
With a savage wrench, he tore it off.
"Y-" Before Yu Feihuang could finish, he saw Yu Shaoqing sprawled on the ground, already devoid of life.
His True Fate had been destroyed. The difficulty of reviving him was simply too great.
As hard as climbing to the heavens.
Even an Imperial Dynasty Immortal Sect would find it difficult to accomplish.
This was essentially a death sentence.
"Good. Very good indeed," Yu Feihuang said, so enraged that he laughed instead, his voice icy.
"What, dissatisfied? Want to come down and trade a few moves with me?" Xu Zimo asked with a smile.
Yu Feihuang snorted coldly and looked at Shi Shaoshuo. "Stone Clan Patriarch, we will return tomorrow to seek further instruction."
Though he was furious, he had not lost his mind.
Sending someone to fight Xu Zimo at a time like this would be nothing but handing over a head.
Anyone capable of killing Yu Shaoqing so easily could no longer be summed up as merely formidable.
They had to thoroughly understand him before they could kill him in a single blow.
Watching the Feather Clan retreat, the string of defeats from recent days finally showed a glimmer of dawn.
The Stone Clan members here erupted into loud cheers.
As though celebrating a victory.
"Thank you," Shi Shaoshuo said solemnly as he looked at Xu Zimo.
"No need for thanks. We are merely taking what each of us needs," Xu Zimo said, waving a hand.
"Young Master Xu, please wait for the moment. At noon, I will take you to retrieve the Supreme Hammer," Shi Shaoshuo said.
Xu Zimo nodded.
The group returned to Stone Heart Pavilion.
"As far as I know, Young Master Xu,