As the Heavenly Gang Qi Net was about to envelop him.
Ximen Chuixue did not even furrow his brows, instead, his eyes became incomparably cold, entering the state of Heartless Mind.
The longsword in his hand stubbornly pointed towards Purple Lightning's throat, causing Purple Lightning to shiver, clearly seeing the sharp sword tip getting ever closer to his throat, the terrifying Sword Qi transmitting an extreme threat even before it arrived.
This sword was indeed too fast.
So fast that to Purple Lightning it seemed paradoxically slow.
And because it seemed slow, there was no time to attack back, no place to hide.
Infused within the sword was not just Ximen Chuixue's True Qi, but the power of four zhang of Heaven and Earth, containing all of his spirit, energy, and soul.
Anyone who underestimated the Sword God would experience the astonishing sword of the Sword God.
That was not something that could be measured by mere Power Realm alone.
