In an instant, Sunx Yue felt as if the entire heaven and earth were pressing down on him.
"You are very talented, what a pity..."
"You are not one of my disciples."
Jii Rufeng, the Supreme of Demon Heaven Pavilion, remained calm, a hint of regret in his eyes.
He thrust out a sword.
A gentle thrust, showing no sign of power, seemingly a basic sword move practiced daily by those in the Jianghu.
Sunx Yue felt his whole body freeze.
A layer of power bound him, enclosing him completely.
The next second, a dazzling point broke through the binding force.
"Void Sword Control Skill!"
"Sword Intent, unparalleled!"
A beam of light became the most brilliant radiance.
The sword light reached the skies, a hint of astonishment flickered in Jii Rufeng's eyes.
For a scar of blood appeared on his cheek.
If he hadn't dodged, half of his head would have been cleaved off.
Of course, for a Nascent Soul Cultivator, such injuries are minor.
