Jian Huang's reaction was swift, and his speed was lightning fast.
As the surrounding Demonic Cultivators were swept away by Ning Fengchen's final slash, creating a momentary gap in the encirclement, and while they were still in shock over the death of the Eastern Qi Demon Lord, Jian Huang had already made his move.
He shook his body, and his figure vanished without a trace.
The next moment, when Jian Huang reappeared, he was already by Ning Fengchen's side.
He reached out and flicked his finger lightly.
With a swoosh, a streak of force shot out, accompanied by the sound of a sword humming.
First, a trace of green streaked by, colliding into the sword box that Jian Huang carried on his back.
It was a pot of wine Ning Fengchen had, breaking free from the forehead of the Eastern Qi Demon Lord.
Then, a formless force struck the sandalwood sword box on Ning Fengchen's back.
Soon after, that sandalwood sword box began to tremble violently.
