Sword Cultivator?

Spiritual energy was drawn from the spirit stones. Amid threads of cool, faintly numbing sensation, it seeped through the skin into the body. Driven by the cultivation art, it flowed like drops of spring water into the stream that was the Hand Jueyin Meridian, descending from Tianchi through Tianquan, Quze point, Ximen, Jianshi point, Neiguan, Daling, and Laogong, before finally stopping before the Zhongchong point. Wave after wave gathered, crashing against the acupoint barrier.

A great amount of spiritual energy converged from all around, providing the "waves" for the Yellow Sheep Girl to break through the acupoint barrier, even atop the summit. Although Li Yunchen could not tell what realm these visitors from the Holy Capital were in, judging by their strength, they were certainly anything but ordinary. They might have already surpassed the Myriad Realm, and that man in purple was even more terrifying. From beginning to end, he had never made a move, concealing his strength without revealing a trace.

Looking at these Moon God Race clansmen, who lived each day beneath the curse of death until their minds had gone numb, Yun Fan felt a fierce sense of defiance rise within him. If he were a member of the Moon God Race, he would never sit still and wait for death.

However, when Tang Bajie arrived at the Eight Provinces' residence, he found that everyone had already left. He could only head there alone in frustration, running into Bai Cailiang halfway and questioning him about whether he had seen Mi Dou.

The situation was extremely urgent. He had chosen to face two Spirit Movement Realm cultivators alone not only because he had complete confidence in his own strength, but more importantly because the Heavenly Gan Sect disciples were outnumbered. If he allowed the opposing Spirit Movement Realm