Linghu Hong took out a small golden sword. An unfathomably profound Sword Dao Rhythm spread from it, startling everyone present.
Venerable Zhuolang, Feng Wuchang, and the others could not help retreating several steps.
Venerable Xuanqi's expression shifted slightly. "The Heart-Scouring Sword!"
"That's right, the Heart-Scouring Sword!"
Linghu Hong sneered.
The Heart-Scouring Sword was a Sage King Law of the Linghu Family. In the entire family, only a handful had successfully comprehended it.
This sword could interrogate the Dao heart, killing its victim and scouring their heart!
"The Third Ancestor left me this Heart-Scouring Sword to deal with you. I never imagined I would use it on your disciple instead."
Without another word, Linghu Hong flung out the small golden sword in his hand.
"Kuangren, watch out!"
Venerable Xuanqi's expression changed. He was about to rush beyond the Lightning-Deflecting Divine Needle to block the Sword Qi when his heavenly tribulation descended. A pillar of light abruptly enveloped him, leaving him unable to leave.
Buzz!
The small golden sword tore through the void so swiftly that it instantly pierced Chu Kuangren's body, making him tremble slightly.
At the sight, delight appeared on the faces of Linghu Hong and the others.
"This Heart-Scouring Sword was cast by a Saint. Anyone whose Dao heart is not strong enough will instantly be torn apart by its Sword Qi, even a Supreme Supreme!"
Linghu Hong laughed heartily.
"So this is the Heart-Scouring Sword? It's nothing much."
But just then, Chu Kuangren's indifferent voice slowly rang out.
Linghu Hong's smile instantly froze. He looked at Chu Kuangren, his eyes widening and his mouth slowly falling open, his face filled with shock.
"Impossible! This is impossible!"
"How could you withstand the Heart-Scouring Sword with your cultivation?"
Linghu Hong could not believe it.
"The Heart-Scouring Sword kills its victim