This scene, Wang Qi couldn't forget for a long time.
A dazzling sword light descended from the sky and struck the bundle of lines released by Ai Qinglan. The sword light was incredibly solid; Wang Qi's palm was touching it directly, yet it remained unscathed.
Through the spiritual sense extinguished from his palm, Wang Qi felt a tremor of fear! He sensed a destructive power that could obliterate heaven and earth, and even vaguely realized that the power he could perceive was just the tip of the iceberg of this sword light's true strength. This terrifying feeling nearly crushed him.
The sword light vanished in an instant and soon dissipated. At that moment, Wang Qi still wore a mocking smile, and his extended hand stiffened there.
Yang Jun, who had been directly hit by the sword light, had evaporated without a trace. A faint sword mark remained on the ground. It seemed to be the only thing proving that Yang Jun had ever existed.