Chapter 101: Crossing the Illusory Realm, the Heavenly Thief Sect

The man in purple stood atop the head of the black python, gazing down upon the fierce battle between Fang Wang and the white-haired man, a deeper smile spreading across his face.

“Master, aren’t you going to intervene? At this rate, he’s going to die,” the black python spoke with a clear, resonant human voice.

The man in purple chuckled lightly. “No need. After all, he’s only just entered the Void-Crossing Realm, while his opponent is merely at the Concentration Realm.”

“What? He’s only at Concentration Realm?” The python’s tone was one of surprise, clearly mistaken in its assessment.

The man in purple fell silent, continuing to watch the battle.

Beside him, a pillar of blood-red energy swelled unchecked, within which a mysterious figure seemed to be quietly stretching its limbs.

Fang Wang swung his sword rapidly, forcing the white-haired man to bleed profusely. The latter’s heart was filled with shock and fury. Suddenly, he unleashed a burst of spiritual power, pushing Fang Wang back with overwhelming force.

The next moment, the white-haired man bowed his head abruptly, his face twisting into a grimace, the calm composure from before vanishing. Raising his left hand, strands of black energy coalesced into a broad black sword.

“What realm are you at?” he growled through gritted teeth, eyes blazing with anger as if about to erupt.

Hovering in midair, Fang Wang looked down at him. “Naturally, the Concentration Realm. Aren’t you?”

At those words, the white-haired man’s murderous intent surged wildly.

With a roar, he swung the black broad sword fiercely. A colossal sword energy shot out like ink spilled across a vast celestial scroll, extending hundreds of feet, sweeping like a crescent moon.

Fang Wang released his right hand, sending the Rainbow Sword hurtling forward, forcefully dispersing the black sword energy.

In truth, he had already suspected the white-haired man to be beyond the Concentration Realm, as the aura he exuded was far greater. He was testing for a higher realm power through swordsmanship.

After all, someone else was observing.

The mysterious man standing atop the black python’s head was even stronger than the white-haired man.

A pity.

The white-haired man was a disappointment.

Such higher realm power was merely so much.

If that was the case, then it was time to die.

Fang Wang pursued the Rainbow Sword, flying swiftly forward, palm gripping the sword hilt. One man, one sword, slicing through the vast sky, startling the white-haired man into hurried evasions.

No matter where he dodged, Fang Wang and the Rainbow Sword remained before his eyes, closing in relentlessly.

To onlookers, their figures vanished and reappeared simultaneously, moving at an incredible speed.

Damn it!

The white-haired man cursed inwardly, crossing his twin swords in defense. A surging torrent of spiritual power poured along his arms, transforming into countless sword energies intent on strangling Fang Wang.

“Flashy tricks!” Fang Wang snorted coldly, suddenly accelerating.

A cold gleam stretched out, and in the next instant, the white-haired man’s speed plummeted. Fang Wang had already positioned himself behind him, Rainbow Sword in hand.

Both landed simultaneously, sliding forward amid flying dust.

When they stopped, the Rainbow Sword in Fang Wang’s hand was wreathed in a blood aura—that was the white-haired man’s blood, evaporating under the sword energy.

The trembling white-haired man staggered a few steps forward, his head suddenly flying off, his body collapsing with a thud.

Witnessing this, Xu Qiuming was dazed.

The white-haired man he had deemed invincible was just killed by Fang Wang?

Suddenly, Fang Wang turned, eyes fixed on the corpse. A streak of white light shot forth, speeding toward the horizon.

The soul!

Trying to escape?

Fang Wang immediately tr