Once the sword met the head of Zhang Haoran's avatar, he immediately felt shaken as the full force of the giant sword was also transmitted to him. His soul trembled violently, since the avatar technique had a strong connection to the cultivator's soul. Before long, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Sprut!
Blood splashed as his avatar began to fall, the massive sword forcing it down. He tried to remain airborne and attempted to push the sword away, but the direct impact on his avatar had already caused serious damage to his soul. He couldn't fully concentrate on controlling it anymore, as the sword's power kept inflicting continuous damage.
And then, two seconds later—
Crack! Crack! Clang!
Zhang Haoran's avatar's head shattered, followed by the collapse of its entire body. Zhang Haoran kept vomiting blood as he fell from the sky, and finally—
Boom!
