Seeing Long Chen’s saber stab toward Que Xinyan’s forehead, the disciples outside all let out startled cries.

Que Xinyan’s Spirit Blood was exhausted. He had no way to circulate Heavenly Dao energy, and he had no spiritual yuan. Once pierced, with no energy to protect his soul, he really would die.

A rank five Celestial was about to die just like this? No one had expected things to develop to this point.

The Hall Master was already gripping the chessboard. He was just about to take action when the Xuan Master’s voice rang out in his head.

“No need.”

Just at this moment, Long Chen’s saber reached Que Xinyan’s head. The sharp tip easily pierced Que Xinyan’s skin and continued forward.

But just as his saber was about to pierce Que Xinyan’s brain, a light suddenly erupted from Que Xinyan’s head. He vanished.

“A life-protecting talisman!” cried a few Elders in shock.

“So it was still a failure. This… goddamn… luck…”

Long Chen was no longer able to keep hold of Blooddrinker. It fell to the ground. At the same time, he felt the world spinning around...