Chapter 3887: Immunity

"Soul-Slaughtering Thorn!!" The instant Owen Su saw the ice spike screaming toward him, his pupils snapped tight. He had long known the Seven-Kill Saint Lord carried a Soul-Slaughtering Thorn, so he had stayed on guard. The moment the spike drew close, an overwhelmingly fierce sword intent gathered before him. It condensed into a solid sword-shadow and cleaved straight down. "Crack!" The ice spike was brittle. It shattered on the spot. Yet the moment it broke apart, a streak of white light slipped...