"You... who exactly are you?!"
True Monarch Ziyun's face was filled with terror. He had never imagined that he would not even be able to withstand a single move from his opponent.
Zhou Xun did not answer. He merely glanced at him indifferently, then reached out and grabbed. True Monarch Ziyun's body immediately flew uncontrollably before him.
With a palm strike, True Monarch Ziyun did not even have time to scream before he and his Nascent Soul were reduced to a cloud of blood mist.
Just then, True Monarch Zifeng appeared outside the cave dwelling. The moment he saw this scene, his eyes nearly split with rage.
"Junior Brother!"
True Monarch Zifeng roared, his eyes brimming with fury and grief. He abruptly summoned a violet longsword, its sword light arching like a rainbow as it shot toward Zhou Xun.
Zhou Xun snorted coldly and neither dodged nor evaded.
Clang!
The flying sword struck his arm without even breaking the skin!
He looked coldly at True Monarch Zifeng and said calmly, "True Monarch Zifeng, you arrived at just the right time. It saves me the trouble of going to look for you."
True Monarch Zifeng ground his teeth and shouted furiously, "Who exactly are you? Why have you dealt such a vicious hand to my Purple Cloud Hall?!"
Zhou Xun sneered. "Who I am is unimportant. What matters is that your Purple Cloud Hall will be destroyed today!"
Before his words had faded, Zhou Xun flashed forward and appeared before True Monarch Zifeng in an instant, driving a heavy punch into his chest.
Pfft!
True Monarch Zifeng spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto the ground. His aura instantly withered.
"You... what sort of godlike being are you?!" True Monarch Zifeng raised his head