The light that resembled a full moon appeared only for a fleeting moment.
The moment was so brief that one might feel as if they were merely seeing things.
No trace of Sword Light, no sign of Sword Light, nor did they see General's Sword Qi that seemed poised to ravage the world and conquer all beings.
Only the sound of hissing... hissing filled the air!
Following the sound, no one knew where it originated from.
A short moment later.
Suddenly, in the ranks opposite Chu Qing and his group, the leading man's forehead showed a line of blood.
At first, it was just a smear of crimson, but then it expanded rapidly.
He seemed to feel an itch, reaching out to scratch it... yet he realized that his palm was increasingly distant from the itch.
The location of the itch seemed like a place he could never reach in his lifetime.
At the same time, an intense sense of weightlessness overwhelmed him, causing him to fall to the ground involuntarily.
