The golden longsword in hand drew countless afterimages, affected by space gravity, and to Lin Zifeng now, the White Sky Venerable was just a lamb waiting for slaughter, incapable of escape.
"Pfft..."
The golden sword light tore a deep bloodstain on the White Sky Venerable's abdomen, twisting into an eerie arc and once again stabbing towards the Venerable's thigh.
The razor-sharp sword light cut open the abdomen, and blood gushed out like a breached dam. The old face of the White Sky Venerable was contorted, and the pain from his vital points being pierced made him feel like he might resort to suicide!
But that thought was fleeting; the White Sky had climbed to the position of one of the Five Supreme Venerables not just due to extraordinary cultivation, but also due to an exceptionally resilient mindset!
