On Celestial Dragon Mountain, sword light crisscrossed in an instant.
But Song Ciwan knew full well that the Fox Demon hadn't drawn his sword to kill mortals—his true target was her!
Just as Xiang Zhuang performed his sword dance with the intent to kill Pei Gong, so too was this attack a feint.
The Fox Demon's move was likely a test to see if she, Song Ciwan... this Human Race Cultivator, would be willing to step in and block the strike to save the mortals.
The seemingly gentle and refined Fox Demon had, in fact, never held the lives of others in any regard.
A demonic gale billowed like the heavenly river pouring backward, and the sword's glare blazed like a cascade of falling stars.
In a flash, Song Ciwan flicked a finger, and the Sun and Moon Wheel of Formless Life and Death shot from her fingertip.
This treasure had not been seen in the Mortal World since its Refinement. Today, its edge would be tested with the blood of a Celestial Pride!
