In the heaven, Priest Mu's body was penetrated by Ji Hao's sword. After that, he was forced to shamble backward for quite a few steps by Ji Hao with a heavy punch.
Priest Mu was enraged. He dropped his mouth corners, turned around slowly with a bitter look. Ignoring Ao Bai, who had been yelling at him, he locked his fingers together and slowly pushed to Ji Hao.
As he changed his hand motions, a faintly sensible power of quietus and a thriving life-force was brewing. These two types of powers composed a perfect cycle, running over and over again while descending on Ji Hao in a mysterious way.
Ji Hao smiled. Back in Pan Heng world, he had seen the true face of Priest Mu's great Dao of quietus, and had gained a certain understanding about it. Facing this slow move launched by Priest Mu, he raised the Pan Gu sword and launched a sword strike, which was also slow.
The moment he moved, the world seemed to be dominated by his sword.
