"Attack!"
Before the words even faded, a streak of Sword Light tore through the void and lunged forward.
The first to strike wasn't Xiong Chu or his two companions, but the man they had surrounded—Zhu Ju.
Ten Directions Cross Sword!
Ten Directions Killing Dao!
Zhu Ju held nothing back, unleashing his full power from the very start.
The incandescent white Sword Light, thick with killing intent, shot like a meteor across the void toward Fellow Daoist Hong.
He had chosen the weakest of the three as his target.
CLANG!
The sword hummed softly.
The Ten Directions Cross Sword was a Middle Grade Magical Treasure containing the Sword Intent of a Golden Core Grandmaster. Even a slight push of energy was enough to unleash its astonishing power.
Where the Sword Intent pointed, killing intent flooded the air. It felt as if millions of demons were lunging at him, causing Fellow Daoist Hong's breath to catch in his throat.
'This is bad!'
