Zhao Haiyang still held the command token in his hand. Taking advantage of the motion, he suddenly slashed forward horizontally.
A thread of golden light shot from his hand in an instant, sweeping directly across the neck of the opponent who had turned around.
At the same moment the blue-robed cultivator turned, his shoulder jerked.
A vicious ghost with a green face and fangs abruptly appeared behind his head and instantly pounced at the seated old man.
Thus, before everyone's eyes, two masses of golden and azure light collided soundlessly between the two men.
Because the green-faced, fanged ghost was so much larger while the thread of golden light was so small, it looked as though a fine golden thread had pierced straight into its chest in an instant.
The moment their attacks were unleashed, the blue-robed cultivator abruptly turned his head, while the old man Zhao Haiyang had transformed into likewise jerked his head up.
At that instant, astonishment appeared in both their eyes. They had not sensed the other's move and responded with a defense.
Rather, they had coincidentally chosen the same method: first numb the other party's vigilance, then rise up and kill.
By the time they sensed the other's attack, they had already launched attacks of their own. As a result, both attacks became defensive measures.
The blue-robed cultivator had wanted to seize the other party while he was unprepared. He had not noticed anything wrong with Zhao Haiyang, but since someone had reported him, he would capture him first and interrogate him afterward.
Zhao Haiyang, however, realized that he had likely been exposed. He had to stake his life on one desperate gamble and escape the city.
Boom!
Amid a deafening explosion, a fierce blast wave formed from golden and azure light burst from the