The river of blood reverted back to Zhao Xuanxian. The crowd could see that Zhao Xuanxian had been nailed by the Killing God Void Sword. His body's dao technique had failed, causing his flesh to collapse. Although he looked whole on the outside, his insides had been severely ravaged by Wu Yu's Killing God Void Sword. His organs had been scrambled.

He would need a very long time, or very good immortal medicines, in order to recuperate, and there might be lasting injuries.

Zhao Xuanxian's many years of glory and swagger had been cut off as swiftly as a kite's strings. He had lost before 10 breaths of time had passed, without a single notion that his doom had been impending. Forget the rest, even Zhao Xuanxian's father, Zhao Tianjian, was completely flabbergasted. He even forgot to go and catch Zhao Xuanxian.

Finally, it was Wu Yu who moved. His Argenti Chain flew out to catch Zhao Xuanxian, who was vomiting blood. Thanks to him, Zhao Xuanxian landed safely on the floor, slumping down. Only then did Zhao Tianjian howl miserably and rush forward.

"My son!" Zhao Tianjian lamented. Many stunned spectators had come to...