As he spoke, he suddenly drew a Heavenly Blade, radiating a chilling aura, laden with rich Tao Rhythm, making an early move.
The Earth Light illuminated the Night Fog with colorful brilliance, now all cleaved by a single blade, like a galaxy suddenly descending upon this plain.
This Demon Clan Grandmaster was extremely powerful, one of the best among his peers.
However, facing such a dazzling blade cutting through the sky, Lu Zizai remained very calm, with just a simple palm strike forward.
People seemed to see a Lieyang rising from this plain.
The Demon Clan Grandmaster's pupils contracted, horror flashed in his eyes, his long blade burst apart, followed by fine cracks appearing on his arm and half of his body.
Soon after, he let out a scream and shattered completely.
He wanted to reassemble his flesh and gather his Spiritual Field, but it was utterly impossible, that Lieyang hung over the place, igniting his consciousness, burning it through entirely.
"Ah..."
