With a roar of hatred, the black flow of water condensed into the form of the Water Marid. He stubbornly glared at Qin Yu. If looks could kill, Qin Yu would already have been shredded into pieces.

“Leave here.” Qin Yu slowly said. Besides his complexion being a little more pale than before, his aura hadn’t weakened by much.

When that golden sword slashed down, what it killed was the soul, implicating the body outside in the process.

Thus, regardless of how many times that cultivator from before would have regenerated his mortal body, his soul had already been cut in half and he was destined to die.

Of course, Qin Yu had paid a steep price to resist this attack. Within his soul space, a deep sword mark had appeared on the surface of the Cosmic Seacross Bell and Meimei had fallen into a deep sleep.

The purple moon had dimmed down and become even smaller. All that remained was a faint crescent.

Xu Wenze’s lips moved but in the end he didn’t say anything. He nodded in gratitude and crushed the key in his hands.

Kacha –

A gray flow of energy wrapped around his body. It turned into sparkling stars,...