Bab 412: Direct Kill!

Splat!

That True Immortal Daemon Fox was cut in half.

It was not only his body either—his very soul and Yuan Spirit was torn through by Jiang He's sword.

His vigor hence rapidly waned while his aura turned ice-cold, his halved remains reverting to his true form and floating in outer space.

Surprise showed in the eyes of all the immortals.

Zhou Li and the other Golden Immortals especially were looking at Jiang He with a somber look.

That sword strike was imbued with the power of a Golden Immortal, and not a novice at that.

Most frighteningly, it was infused with a Secret Yuan Spirit technique that cut down the Daemon Fox's very soul while it destroyed its body. Even if the Golden Immortals present were no weakling, they all appeared wary of that sword strike.

"Oh, my!"