The sword light fell, and the Primordial Saint was shredded by Sword Qi again. Unlike before, this time his very essence was damaged.
In an instant, despair appeared on the Primordial Saint's face. He knew he was about to die for good.
What was truly terrifying was that he had no idea how to counter such an attack.
It was nothing short of a dimensional strike beyond his comprehension, leaving him no choice but to endure in silence, utterly ignorant of what he should do.
"Stop!"
In just an instant, the Primordial Saint had been brought to death's door, and a furious roar suddenly rang out from afar.
A great mass of swiftly moving wind and snow came charging wildly toward them. The furious roar had come from within it.
"The Blood Clan?"
The middle-aged man frowned slightly, a faint glimmer of disdain in his eyes, but he still stopped attacking.
Faced with an unknown member of the Blood Clan, even though he felt no fear, he still needed to be on full guard.
After all, the Human Race always found other races inherently mysterious and regarded them with apprehension.
Thud!
A mangled, bloody figure fell wretchedly from midair. It was the Primordial Saint.
Unlike before, he had truly suffered grievous injuries this time and could die at any moment.
Boom!
A powerful force suddenly blasted over from afar, knocking the Primordial Saint straight into the Protective Grand Formation.
This not only revealed the newcomer's formidable strength, but also showed that he had a very clear understanding of Chaos Valley's Protective Grand Formation.
"You're... Xu Xuan?"
The middle-aged man froze for a moment, then thought of the most unlikely possibility.
After all, if this really were a member of the Blood Clan, there seemed to be no reason for him