With barely any time to think, Qin Xuan immediately activated the Six-winged Cyan Cicada.
The next moment.
A faint aura, brimming with sharp killing intent, forcefully tore through the void!
SWOOSH—!
A green shadow pierced through the Cave Mansion's defensive light barrier like a phantom.
It was a sword.
The blade was long and narrow, its body as green as jade, save for a single crimson point at its tip. It looked as if it had drunk its fill of fresh blood, emanating a heart-pounding, coppery-sweet scent.
The blade was aimed straight for Qin Xuan's heart.
Just as Qin Xuan's body was about to dematerialize, the Cyan Cicada Shell technique, which had never failed him before, suddenly malfunctioned for some unknown reason.
His body only managed a bizarre sideways shuffle, a movement far beyond what a normal Purple Mansion Realm Cultivator should have been capable of.
RIP!
