Fang Xing’s Identity

Even the Master of Immortal Mansion hadn't anticipated this decisive swing of the blade. Before he could send his next telepathic message, the aura of one of the female elders had already completely disappeared.

Without any room for negotiation, Fang Xing had really chopped off her head in one move.

What was even more stupefying was that this wasn't the end.

Fang Xing dealt with things very firmly; gathering spirit energy in his palm, he raised his hand again and chopped off the head of a second female elder immediately followed by the third.

The heavy pressure in the intrinsic spirit field had faded, and the three heads rolled over the ground with open eyes; they died with lingering grievances, and there wasn't any bleeding from their necks at all.