Ah...
Another elder of the Ji clan let out a loud cry, his eyes bloodshot. The sudden death of a longtime companion caught him off guard. He couldn't have imagined that, with their combined strengths, they would be unable to take down this injured middle-aged man.
"I will tear you into ten thousand pieces," the Ji clan elder said coldly, holding up one hand towards the sky. Suddenly, he brought it down, a massive force seeming to split heaven and earth, sweeping across the void from above.
"Die!"
The attack, fueled by rage, appeared deceptively simple. There were no extra flourishes, just the lifting of an arm followed by a slashing motion that sent the strike down the length of his limb.
However, in Ye Qiu's eyes, this move could be described as the ultimate simplicity. Despite its simplicity, it carried boundless potential.
Even he was startled, feeling a chill run through his body.
