"What?!" Shao Ji's eyes went wide, his pupils shrinking to tiny dots. "This... this can't be happening!"
His whole body tensed, lips trembling. "How... how is he using a sword technique this powerful?"
Despair crashed down on him like a tidal wave. There was no point in trying to defend himself—nothing could stop what was coming. Death was inevitable.
And if he, the strongest among them, had already lost all hope, what about the others? The three Transcendence realm cultivators beside him were frozen in terror, their minds going blank.
They didn't even have time to react.
Pain—blinding, unbearable pain—ripped through them.
Then, just like that, darkness swallowed them whole.
In a single, unstoppable strike, Jiang Chen had cut down all four Transcendence realm cultivators!
The sight of it sent Zhu Zhihai and the others into wild excitement. Overcome with awe, they bowed, paying their respects.
