Chen Ping hastily parried, but the sword light collided with the Dragon Slayer Sword, and the violent power exploded instantly, tearing the flesh of his shoulder and neck, leaving a deep and gruesome wound that exposed the bone.

The scalding blood slid down his shoulders and neck, soaking his gray robe and scorching his skin.

Chen Ping swayed and nearly fell to the ground. The remaining chaotic fire was completely extinguished, and his dantian was empty. He couldn’t even condense a wisp of sword light.

Jiang Xuelan couldn’t dodge in time. Several fine rays of divine light grazed her limbs, cutting open countless wounds. Divine fire scorched her skin, causing excruciating pain.

Her vital energy was exhausted, and her icy protective barrier collapsed on its own, leaving her powerless to maintain even the slightest bit of protection.

Zi’er’s aura was weak, her immortal essence was depleted, and she even had great difficulty holding the immortal sword. The immortal light around her was dim and almost gone.

A desperate situation, a complete and utter dead end.