The cultivation of Yuan Jimo's Yin God Realm is among the top in the Imperial City Department, undoubtedly earning him a title of "First Seat". Even if he visited several Great Holy Lands, he would be regarded as an honored guest.
But unfortunately...
Now, apart from a few "Yin God Great Perfection" cultivators, others in this realm are completely unqualified to make a move in front of Xie Xuanyi.
"Crack, crack!"
A crisp sound of bones breaking resounds.
Xie Xuanyi has his foot on the longsword, and the Path of Destruction spreads through the blade, reaching Yuan Jimo's wrist, crushing his entire arm.
"Ah..."
A painful scream echoes.
The Path of Destruction pierces into the heart and lungs, a pain no ordinary person could endure.
Yuan Jimo grits his teeth, beads of sweat flow down his face, instantly soaking the close-fitting black scale armor with cold sweat. He raises his head, his gaze venomous, staring at the young man through the gap of his hat.
