The moment Qianye raised his gun, however, Liu Zhongyuan’s hair stood on end. “No!!!” He screamed with a terrified expression and fled!

For better or worse, he was still a divine champion who could travel hundreds of meters with a single thought. Almost no one saw how the Royal Tutor had fled; just like how no one had seen how he had appeared.

However, Qianye appeared a dozen or so meters in front of Liu Zhongyuan, his wings unfurled as he aimed a handgun at the man’s forehead.

Liu Zhongyuan was shocked out of his wits. The long blade in his hand danced like a dragon as he slashed at Qianye’s waist, sweeping past the target’s torso with a ten-meter sword radiance.

Qianye’s silhouette dispersed like bubbles when the light receded, leaving only a black feather of light flying slowly toward him. The feather wasn’t fast, but Liu Zhongyuan looked as though he was facing the reaper’s scythe. He couldn’t move no matter how hard he tried, and in the end, the feather sank right into his chest.

Crying out loudly, the Royal Tutor came to a sudden stop before slowly looking backward.

Qianye stepped through the air with East Peak trembling ever so...