Slaying

Yuè Jiāo Nú, who was not far away, saw this scene and was overcome with worry. She cried out and wanted to rush forward with her sword to help.

When Yellow Heaven Demon Venerable had acted earlier, he had merely meant to test Duàn Yì's martial arts. She understood that perfectly, so naturally she had not worried that the Young Master would be injured.

But now, someone was trying to assassinate Duàn Yì. Though they were certainly not as formidable as Yellow Heaven Demon Venerable, they would never hold back. How could this be taken lightly?

However, Yuè Jiāo Nú's martial arts had not yet entered the ranks of the super first-rate. In such a brief span of time, she simply could not get close enough to Duàn Yì to relieve his pressure. She could only watch helplessly as the two great experts joined forces against him.

Yellow Heaven Demon Venerable, on the other hand, was unconcerned. A cold smile appeared on his face as he watched the pair, as though they were two clowns overestimating themselves.

Though he had not fully probed Duàn Yì's martial arts, he understood some of them. They were by no means something these two could injure.

With attacks coming at his brow and back, Duàn Yì remained utterly composed, his gaze calm. Under the pull of his Qi Aura, the Primordial Vital Energy within him roared and surged, flowing through special meridians and transforming into a strand of Ice Profound Energy—cold as ice, tyrannical and fierce—that coiled within his body.

The blood and qi of his flesh were thick and dense. All three hundred and sixty-five major acupoints across his body spat out white, vortex-shaped true qi, twisting and linking together as they rotated clockwise like whirlpools drifting through the starry sky—fine as sand,