As the shadow of the Abyssal Insect Immortal descended, Jiang Chengxuan was forced to pause. With a cold snort, he withdrew the Tribulation Weapon that had deeply pierced the body of the Purple Demon Insect Immortal and swung it backward with decisive precision.
"BOOM!"
The blade emitted a darkness so profound it seemed to cleave the heavens, severing the Abyssal Insect Immortal's power in one clean stroke. The force halted the shadowy abyss mid-descent, forcing the insect immortal's form to stutter. It felt its core tremble violently, as if its very essence were shaken.
Thanks to its half-real, half-illusory state, the Abyssal Insect Immortal narrowly avoided disaster, leaving behind only a fading afterimage. It now truly understood the terrifying power of Jiang Chengxuan's Tribulation Weapon—only by directly facing it could one grasp the overwhelming might it wielded.
"ROAR!"
