This common-looking ice sword was a gift granted to Song Zhongyi by Lord Frostfire after he accomplished a great merit. It contained a chilling slaughter intent. As long as this slaughter intent pierced a person’s flesh and blood, it could instantly destroy their soul.

Puff –

The ice sword pierced through Qin Yu’s chest. Song Zhongyi revealed an ecstatic expression. He really hadn’t been disappointed. His hard work and preparation had forced this person into a deathtrap through an absolutely overwhelming display of strength.

With a thought, the ice sword instantly dispersed and a terrifying chill proliferated through Qin Yu’s body. Loud cracking noises sounded out as Qin Yu was sealed within a block of ice.

Song Zhongyi laughed. “Fellow daoists, let’s go!” All of the anger he had been suppressing in his heart was completely swept away, leaving behind only smug satisfaction and excitement.

He had paid a great price to kill this person. But, it would be worth it as long as he could obtain a high-grade stone bead. Lord Frostfire would...