Jiang Donglin was beheaded with a single sword strike. The reason no blood flowed was due to the Stilling Body Curse.
Once cast, this curse would still the body, the spirit, the void, and all of creation! It could bring everything to a complete standstill. This was an alternative form of control over time. Once it took effect, no matter how fast an opponent moved, they were but a snail in the caster's eyes. This allowed the caster to kill their opponent with ease.
They had chosen this location precisely because this very space had long been enchanted with the curse. And yet, it had failed.
"You're not from the Bi Luo Palace! Who in the world are you?!" The man under the weeping willow suddenly tensed.
He already regarded Ning Xuan as an old monster who hadn't appeared in ages. In his experience, only such an existence was capable of this feat.
"You want to know who I am? Shouldn't you introduce yourself first?" Ning Xuan countered.
