The moment the middle-aged man's One Sword landed on Chu Mo's right shoulder, Shangguan Na, who had been standing beside the stone coffin, abruptly made her move, like a fierce beast pouncing on its prey. The sharp long sword in her hand shone coldly, thrusting straight at Chu Mo's throat!
Sacrifice... it was the Shangguan Family's code word, indicating a family member willingly sacrificing their life in times of crisis to stall the enemy, creating an opportunity for their companions to kill the enemy!
Such a tactic, by and large, wasn't often used. After all, it would mean someone had to sacrifice their life. But in the realm of illusion gods, such concerns didn't exist.
Thus, when the middle-aged man shouted that one word – Sacrifice – Shangguan Nan... acted instantly!
In Shangguan Nan's view, the middle-aged man's sword would certainly sever the arm of the man before them. His own strike... would surely pierce the throat with one stab!
