And through all of this, Xia Hong's Dragon Sparrow Saber had never once been withdrawn.
Splurt...
Once Cai Qiuhu's body finally solidified completely, Xia Hong's blade sank solidly into his flesh. Skin membrane, blood and meat were split one after another, and with a wet splashing sound, blood sprayed out.
When Xia Hong's edge stabbed all the way to the bone, a surge of power far above his own suddenly transmitted from the saber tip. Only then did a trace of true panic flash across Cai Qiuhu's pupils.
War Body Golden Body, indestructible and unbreakable. No matter how great the force, at most it could injure him. For someone who didn't control Tribulation Qi, killing a Tribulation Body Realm cultivator was simply impossible.
So he wasn't afraid of death; Xia Hong, no matter what, couldn't kill him.
What he feared was his father-elder in the sky, Cai Qianshan.
