Chong Sheng's eyes narrowed.
There was only one option left now.
To kill Bai Zihan!
The moment Bai Zihan stepped within striking distance—
He moved.
Boom!
His aura erupted violently.
Dark, turbulent qi surged out of his body like a raging storm, tearing through the already distorted air.
"Die!"
Chong Sheng roared as he moved.
The shadows around him twisted violently.
In an instant—
They condensed.
A dark, crescent-shaped scythe formed in his grasp, its blade flickering like a living shadow.
It emitted a chilling aura, as if capable of severing both body and soul.
Without hesitation—
He swung it down toward Bai Zihan.
Slash!
The shadow scythe tore through the air, leaving behind a distorted trail of darkness as it descended toward Bai Zihan's chest.
But—
Bai Zihan remained calm.
His Eternal Spirit Sword rose.
Clang! Clang!
The two forces collided violently.
Sparks of spiritual energy scattered in all directions as the shadow scythe was blocked head-on.
