"Attack!"
At that cry, the two women who had just been bickering sprang into action.
One drew her sword, unleashing layers of Sword Qi straight toward the source of the incoming sword light, while the other raised a bamboo basket to envelop it from above. The basket grew steadily until it spanned a hundred zhang, catching the piercing sword light inside. At the same time, a sword wheel swept out of the mist. The three worked together with flawless coordination.
The two women had been bickering in the open as bait. Even if someone suspected they were putting on an act, they would never have imagined another person lurking in the shadows.
Now the three combined their attacks and defenses, making it plain at a glance that their relationship ran deep.
What none of them had expected was the sheer ferocity of that sword light. Although the bamboo basket caught it briefly, the basket began to totter before even two breaths had passed, clearly unable to withstand it. The female cultivator controlling the basket blanched. Pouring more magical power into it, she warned, "Our attacker isn't in the Nascent Soul Realm! Yirong, be careful!"
"Yaoxing, hold on! Three breaths!"
At those words, the person in hiding sent out another sword wheel. The two wheels attacked in a pincer movement, one ahead and one behind, one left and one right. They vanished into the mist like enormous shears cutting across the stone forest. A rapid succession of cracks and crashes rang out as the stone forest shattered and crumbled, yet there was not the slightest trace of the attacker.
The female cultivator called Yaoxing struggled to sustain the bamboo basket, but still failed to stop that streak of sword light. Radiant sword light pierced the sky, shimmering with layer upon layer