“H-How did he manage to accomplish this?” Lin Yun had widened his mouth with shock filled in his eyes. After all, Zhuge Qingyun was able to fight six Samsara Edict Realm experts, and not a single one of them could inflict any injuries on him.

But Jian Jingtian easily unleashed a sword ray at the summit of the fleeting clouds that pierced through Zhuge Qingyun’s palm from a thousand miles away, and had even left a cut on his cheek.

“Junior Brother!” Feng Jue could feel ...