Changsun Xingyue was being pushed back horribly from the very start of the fight! He hurriedly summoned his superstar back and had it use its ability to circle around the tower to strike Tianming, but by then, Tianming had broken his blade. Both his weapons were now gone! "You...."

Even though he was a fifth-level life phase samsaran, he was performing pathetically against Tianming, who hadn't even summoned his beasts to join the fray. That was so aggravating that he was on the edge of going mad!

Tianming came in with another sword blow. "Die!"

The Grand-Orient Sword descended toward Changsun Xingyue's head. In a flash, it struck the ground and created a crevice thousands of meters in length and more than fifty meters in depth, splitting his body into two even halves. They fell apart on the ground and gushed blood nonstop, blooming into a flower of blood on the snowy ground. Changsun Xingyue was dead! It wasn't even a fight—it was a complete slaughter!

Tianming...