Zhou Qingchen's heart sank in horror as he gripped the cold iron sabre, his arm trembling slightly.
Dong Tianze's backhanded strike almost split the web of his saber-holding hand.
The magic spells and secret techniques of the Yin Spirit Temple were famous in the Third Realm for assassination and agility, lacking the force of the Red Mountain spell that he practiced.
Yet Dong Tianze shattered his preconceived notions of the Yin Spirit Temple!
The terrifying force of the black gold dagger's strike left Zhou Qingchen utterly shocked.
After stopping the soreness in his arm, Dong Tianze had already vanished without a trace, not a ripple of blood to be seen on the lake's surface.
In Zhou Qingchen's mind, the image of that incredibly magnificent Heaven Phoenix on Dong Tianze's forehead surfaced, unsettling him.
