Just when Chen Changsheng saw Zhou Tong, a clap of thunder boomed out from the street behind him and crashed somewhere very far away.
He sensed the battle taking place on the Luo River, felt the laws of the world changing, and also felt a blade intent that he was very closely connected with.
Immediately afterwards, this blade intent was broken, and a whole new blade intent took its place.
He was shocked, and then inspired, and also had a clearer understanding of the present situation.
Killing Zhou Tong was the task that he and Wang Po had set out to do. Now, Wang Po had removed the greatest obstacle of this task, Tie Shu. The rest was up to him.
A blurred figure suddenly shattered the wind and snow in the courtyard.
Chen Changsheng borrowed the power of the snowstorm to reach the palace armchair, the dagger in his hands stabbing at the seated Zhou Tong.
His sword intent summoned a wave of heat and light.
This heat and light came from his fiercely blazing true essence.
