"In that case, it would be inappropriate to use the Profound Sun Divine Sword to cut you down, lest I accidentally damage the Immortal Bone, which would be quite unfortunate."
As he spoke, a wisp of black wind condensed into a blade, slicing swiftly towards Du Mengyan's neck like a sharp knife.
However, just at that moment, a dragon's roar resounded unexpectedly.
A fiery spear descended from the sky, instantly shattering the wisp of black wind that resembled a steel saber, and then slammed into the ground, causing the surrounding bluestone tiles to fissure, dust to rise, stones to scatter, and flames to swirl, rendering the scene within unclear.
When the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, everyone finally saw a middle-aged man in a gray cloth robe, with slightly graying temples, standing in front of Du Mengyan.
Beside him, a pitch-black long spear was embedded in the ground, exuding a chilling black light.
