Ji Juechen turned the Meteoric Iron Sword in his hand and assumed a strange stance.
In just an instant, Chen Ping felt as though Ji Juechen had locked onto him.
The next moment, Ji Juechen's entire body shot toward Chen Ping like a strange streak of light, skimming close to the ground.
It was a gliding streak of light, so fast that only a lightning flash or a spark from flint could describe it.
Without the assistance of any Soul Tool, this was already the limit of speed a Six-Ring Soul Emperor could achieve.
Even an Agility Attack System Soul Master of the same rank could not match that instantaneous burst.
In contrast to that lightning-fast speed, Ji Juechen's upper body moved slowly.
Holding his sword in both hands, he slowly turned his body back and swept the long blade horizontally.
This utterly simple movement seemed to carry the weight of a thousand tons when he performed it now.
The entire movement seemed to take place within a viscous liquid, yet it never paused, flowing to completion in a single breath.
As the seemingly sluggish Extraterrestrial Meteoric Iron Sword slowly swept across, a trench several meters deep appeared in the solid ground ten meters away, extending with Ji Juechen's gliding figure and growing ever deeper!
Dragging Saber Slash!
Yes, this was Dragging Saber Slash.
It was just that Ji Juechen held a sword rather than a saber.
Not only that, but all six Soul Rings beneath Ji Juechen's feet flashed simultaneously.
Clearly, after sensing the unreasonably overwhelming strength Chen Ping possessed, Ji Juechen understood that he did not need to suppress his Soul Power to the Soul Ancestor rank to have a thoroughly satisfying fight with him.
But just as Ji Juechen swept his blade upward, seemingly about to split