Sizzle!
A sword emerges, shocking the heavens and weeping the gods.
This sword from Ye Yun was casually wielded, merely a spontaneous swing of the sword.
The speed of the sword was unprecedented.
In that moment, the brilliance of the sword light made the surrounding stars dim.
Splurge!
The illusory figure of the man standing on the great star didn't have time to react, not even his pupils had the chance to constrict, before the suddenly descending sword light instantly cleaved him in two.
"So strong!"
The half-torn illusory man, not yet dead, stared fixedly at Ye Yun, incredulously speaking.
"It's alright."
Ye Yun gently smiled.
He was now at the Ninth Level of God-Honor Realm cultivation base, while the illusory man before him was only at the First Layer of the God Sovereign Realm.
Such a cultivation base.
In front of Ye Yun, he was as weak as an ant, not capable of enduring a strike.
