His figure was like a shadow, darting through the streets, dodging and weaving to confuse Fang Yue’s vision, rapidly closing the distance.

When the Third Prince rushed in front of Fang Yue…

Shadow Slash!

The Black Bone Sword was suddenly dyed with black flames, slashing down swiftly like a shadow!

At the instant of the strike, the flames on the Black Bone Sword abruptly expanded tenfold, like a giant sword cleaving down!

However…

Clang!!

The Third Prince’s supremely confident strike was blocked.

Blocked by Fang Yue, who raised his sword and parried with a single hand!

All the force was completely neutralized in an instant, withstood head-on by Fang Yue.

The subsequent power of the black flames engulfed Fang Yue’s body like fire, incinerating the earth and melting a large area of the ground.

Yet, it had no effect on Fang Yue, as if all the power had been negated by the faint black light membrane on Fang Yue’s surface.

Even…

Crack!

Along with the Third Prince for many years, the Black Bone Sword, used as his natal weapon, revealed a crack at the instant it collided with the long sword in Fang Yue’s hand.

How… is this possible?

The Third Prince’s eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.

Buzz!!

A blur flashed before his eyes, and the Third Prince’s expression changed as he instinctively retreated dozens of meters.

But by the time he stabilized himself.

Crack.

The black bone helmet on his face was split in two, and there was a bloody wound running from top to bottom on his face.

Long-absent black blood overflowed from his face, dripping to the ground, while the Third Prince’s face still maintained a stunned and shocked expression.

He blankly touched his face with his hand, looked at the black blood on his hand, and murmured, “There really is a human… who can wound me?”

Too long of a period of forbearance is equivalent to too long of a period of comfort.

The Wu Yu (Black Rain) Clan had not seen the outside world for too long, to the point that they rarely had the opportunity to fight against true experts.

In addition, Yu-level experts rarely fought each other, and the Wu Yu Clan’s royal family, which had long been in a fixed position, had gradually forgotten that among humans, there were also formidable old monsters at the Yu-level who looked down upon the royal family.

Although Fang Yue did not belong to this category, his strength should not be underestimated.

Wiping away the blood on his face, the Third Prince gripped the Black Bone Sword in his hand, staring intently at Fang Yue in the distance.

“To actually be able to withstand my Black Bone Sword, what exactly is the origin of your sword?”

Fang Yue casually raised the sword in his hand.

“The Heavenly Sword Sect’s treasured sword…”

And after feeling the gradually heating mark on his forehead, Fang Yue’s figure rushed towards the distraught Third Prince like a phantom, the long distance closed in an instant, and with a single slash of his sword!

“You probably don’t know…”

Slash!!

Black blood splattered, the Wu Yu Clan’s Third Prince’s body was diagonally cut in half with a single sword, his face still bearing an unbelievable expression of shock until his death, with a hint of rare… panic deep in his eyes!

And on the Wu Yu Clan’s Third Prince’s corpse, Fang Yue silently extended a finger, pointing to the deep night sky above the black clouds.

“…what a true Nighttime War God is.”