The Glory of the Tribe

Jiang Xuan unleashed his full strength!

Suddenly, the world lost its color, and a strange, gloomy grayness engulfed the sky and the earth. The endless horizon seemed to vanish, and the world began to feel upside down. The thin old man stood there, slightly hunched with his hands behind his back, his gaze calm.

In that moment, he became the center of this world.

Everything around them blurred, and only he remained perfectly clear.

Sharp howls, accompanied by endless blood, filled the entire space. The sky split open, revealing dark cracks that seemed endless, from which more blood poured down, mingled with countless pieces of broken flesh.

"Fake! It’s all fake!" Jiang Xuan’s resolve was unshaken. Under the overwhelming pressure, his consciousness began to fade, but he still pressed forward without hesitation.

The sword light slashed toward the thin old man in an instant.

"Breaking space... so that’s it." The Lord of Flying Snow City’s eyes flickered with surprise and admiration.

The Lord of Flying Snow City didn’t move to dodge. The sword light passed through his body with a single slash!

Jiang Xuan’s heart skipped a beat. In his blurred state, he had no time to think about the consequences. Just as he wondered if he had caused a major catastrophe, he saw the thin old man’s head fall to the ground. In that moment, the old man’s figure shifted and transformed into Chen Yuanxuan’s appearance.@@novelbin@@

Chen Yuanxuan’s head rolled to Jiang Xuan’s feet, her eyes wide open, still refusing to close.

At that moment, Jiang Xuan’s consciousness nearly shattered.

A sudden wave of coolness at his brow saved him! It revived him for a moment—this was his willpower! Jiang Xuan’s breathing rhythm also shifted in that instant, and he became acutely aware of his own existence.