Hai Ziyin stared blankly at his own severed arm, his pupils already contracted to their limit.
Even as waves of sword energy besieged him, he remained unmoved.
Hidden in the shadows, Wang You nodded in satisfaction and withdrew the Dao runes infused in the divine sword.
At the same time, the rampant sword energy also began to slowly dissipate.
It gave a feeling of explosive quickness that departed as swiftly as it came.
Seeing this situation, Chen Lai, who had fled miles away, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
What a close call, if that divine weapon had continued to unleash such formidable sword energy, there would be no playing around.
Who wouldn't avoid the sharp edge of a top-notch Level 7 divine weapon?
At this moment, he felt immensely fortunate that the divine weapon had not erupted while he was attacking the seals in the ruins.
Otherwise, at that distance, he couldn't guarantee he'd be able to leave safely,
Hua Ji's fate was a clear cautionary tale.
