C367 Evolved Martial Soul, Azure Nether Sword!

With a swift motion, the Purple Dragon Sword was drawn and pressed against Chiang Chenyu's neck.

The icy edge grazed his skin, drawing a slender line of blood.

At this moment, a mere flick of Guu Tianyi's wrist could render him a headless corpse.

"Guu Tianyi, please, let's be rational. I'll explain," Chiang Chenyu pleaded, his earlier confidence replaced by a desperate humility