"What a Pingtian Sword—"
As Xii Lizhi muttered these words, his Primordial Spirit exploded with a bang, turning into a cloud of dust.
After Chu Xisheng swung his blade, he didn't bother with this person anymore. He used his Divine Power to sense and search everywhere for other opponents.
A strange light then appeared in his eyes.
Have their opponents vanished?
The Beiming Palace, including the six led by the Shen Kun Great Elder, had either disappeared without a trace, completely undetectable, or had weakened severely, seemingly severely injured.
Chu Xisheng thought that the Shen Kun Great Elder must have been killed by Chu Yunyun.
To show smoke in front of the Dominating Martial King was like an old man hanging himself, courting death.
So what happened to the others? Who killed them?
Chu Xisheng then gathered his thoughts and continued exploring the dense fog, searching for enemies.
He was not worried about what was behind him at all.
