Ancestor Wang felt a twisted pleasure surge inexplicably in his heart.
He was thinking, if this slash could decapitate Taoist Longshan, then it would be ideal. This was a very possible outcome, because only by personally experiencing it could one understand how terrifying this slash could be.
He had paid a heavy price himself, let alone Taoist Longshan who had not long stepped into the Celestial Human Realm. Given their previous fight, Ancestor Wang knew clearly that although Taoist Longshan had potential, his strength was still somewhat inferior compared to his own.
He hoped Taoist Longshan would fare worse than himself.
Old Demon Lin's blood-colored warblade appeared too abruptly; no one else reacted in time, or rather, only two people did. However, the Divine Feather Grand General was solely focused on killing Old Demon Lin, entirely ignoring the warblade, and directly pursued the blood light into which Old Demon Lin had transformed.
