"Ah——"
The Heavenly Talent Fragmented Sword pierced through Bai Yan's heart, and he instantly turned into a statue of mud, fading away in a burst of ashes carried by the wind.
This warrior known as "Demon Shadow" died without a trace.
'Even when the Sword God was escaping from confinement, he could kill Bai Yan with a flying sword strike. It seems this old fox is much stronger than he lets on.'
Qing Yu looked at Bai Yan's dispersion, pondering silently.
The Sword God is almost like a thousand-year-old fox, and naturally, his cunning won't be shallow. He previously spoke as if he was on the brink of death, but in reality, he had some reserve left.
Otherwise, he couldn't have effortlessly killed Bai Yan like slaughtering a chicken at the moment of breaking the seal.
'Since that's the case, there's no need to leave the others as nourishment for the Sword God.'
