“Kill!” The general faced toward the incoming soldiers and roared. The moment he lifted his blade, the sky changed, and deadly saber qis filled the air.0

The saber qis were the culmination of fifteen thousand kilometers worth of war and bloodshed. No one shall survive the general’s wrath!4

The saber qis swept toward thirty six soldiers like a giant web, and it easily hacked and slashed them into itsy bitsy pieces.0

Blanching, Zhou San hurriedly raised his bowl and tossed some water—once again, its content had changed without warning—into the air. Somehow, it transformed into an entire lake and destroyed the web of saber qis flying toward Zhou San.0

“KILL!” The general roared again and swung his Green Dragon Crescent Blade eight times in a row; his movements grandiose and flashy.0

“Eight Swings of Spring and Autumn”0

The eight consecutive attacks didn’t just dismantle the tidal wave of water flooding Ye Qing’s way, it also left eight growing cracks on Zhou San’s bowl. Before the Astral Refiner could react, his Strange Artifact abruptly shattered into smithereens.1

“Impossible!” Blood spilled through Zhou San’s lips, and his energies fell into disarray. He looked completely stunned by...0