There was no sword light, no sword qi, nothing at all.
Just a simple slash.
With twenty-two breaths remaining, Emperor Xiaojing's apparition awkwardly dodged to the side, warily watching the sudden appearance of a newcomer, with no trace of regal demeanor.
"Who are you?" Emperor Xiaojing's apparition demanded.
Sword Sect Leader Chen Qianhu stood there with folded arms, taking a moment to scrutinize Emperor Xiaojing's apparition, then slightly frowned.
Facing the questioning from Emperor Xiaojing's apparition, Chen Qianhu couldn't be bothered to respond. He acted as if it didn't exist, bent down without any precaution, grabbed Zhang Ze by the collar, and lifted him up.
"Can you move?" Once Zhang Ze was steady, Chen Qianhu asked.
"I'm not dead yet. By the way, Sect Leader, he bullied me..." Zhang Ze coughed lightly while covering his neck, pointing at Emperor Xiaojing's apparition.
For some unknown reason, the cracks on Zhang Ze's body had completely disappeared by now.
