Yan Song was ruthlessly fixated on the outcome. His primary objective was to kill Wang Meng, and he had no intention of letting him display his true power.
The owl's soul blasted toward Wang Meng. Its mournful shriek made all the surrounding Cultivators clutch their ears, feeling as if their hearts were about to burst from their chests.
Even cultivators at the Minor Perfection realm reacted the same way, and they were protected by the arena's arrays. Bearing the full brunt of the attack on the Dueling Platform, one could only imagine the terrifying impact Wang Meng was about to endure.
Life-Reaping Owl's Cry!
Anyone but the user would be doomed. Even a Great Perfection cultivator would be momentarily stunned by it.
At that moment, Yan Song's sword was already lunging at Wang Meng. 'The Sect Leader said he definitely can't block this,' he thought. 'This single strike will finish him!'
But the killing blow was stopped dead in its tracks.
