"Li Tianming, you really are brave to let me in. Once I kill you, your whole army will fall! I wonder if you'll be able to escape this time!" Jiang Wuxin's face was covered in blood, but he smiled as though he didn’t have a care in the world. The black sword in his hand had been stained by blood as its seven tribulation patterns glowed and swam around it. It was called the Skywolfsbane.

"That's beyond your capabilities." Tianming was wielding both his swords. Since the last time he had clashed with the Hexapath disciple, Jiang Wuxin had broken through once more. But Tianming had no other choice than to face Jiang Wuxin, or the latter would pursue him to the ends of the world. Even if all he could do was hold him back, that would still relieve a huge pressure on Xuanyuan Yucheng and the rest. That would be the limit of what he could do in this battle, and the rest would be left to fate.

"Hehe!" Jiang Wuxin began snickering all of a sudden as blood trailed into his eyes.

Tianming noticed something different about him....