Her eyes were rimmed with red.
The young man no longer needed her to beg others for protection.
Meanwhile, the leaders of the factions that had participated in the hunt for Fang Chen turned deathly pale.
It was over.
They were finished.
The giant sword of gods and demons slowly dissipated.
Fang Chen floated in the air, his mask fading away to reveal his true face.
After a long silence, he let out a sigh. "Sigh, it still didn't work."
Below, in the ruins, a figure crawled out in a pathetic state—none other than Yan Miao.
The sigh Fang Chen had just heaved was because he had failed to kill Yan Miao in a single strike.
"It seems the God-Demon Killing Order still requires more insight and evolution. I'll have to find a chance to go into seclusion again and raise the God-Demon Body to 160 percent of ten-thousandths," he muttered to himself.
Just then, Yan Miao, who had barely emerged, spewed a mouthful of blood!
He was in an utterly wretched state, covered in wounds. In particular, a deep sword gash across his chest had cut all the way to the bone. Had it not been for the immense vitality of a Spirit Sea Realm Almighty, that strike would have claimed his life.
He glared at Fang Chen with a ferocious expression, roaring, "That wasn't your innate ability! You couldn't possibly possess such a powerful technique! It’s fake! You must have used some secret method!"
He could not believe Fang Chen had become this strong. It had to be some kind of trick!
"You cheated!" he screamed, his f…
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