Meanwhile.
Inside a ghost-qi-rich cave abode of the Purple Extreme Ghost Sword Sect.
"Not good!"
Ling Pengxing had been sitting cross-legged here in meditation when he faintly sensed that something was amiss in a corner nearby.
The very next moment, an incomparably sharp Fifth Grade Peak ghost-dao flying dagger inexplicably shot out from that corner. Its power was immense, enough to rival ten to twenty percent of an early-stage Void Refinement cultivator's strength, making it exceptionally terrifying.
And it came straight at Ling Pengxing.
Under such circumstances, Ling Pengxing had no choice but to take it seriously.
The Purple Extreme Ghost Sword Sect is protected by a grand formation. Before entering seclusion, I also arranged for many clan members stationed in the Purple Extreme Sword Sect to stand guard for me. Furthermore, my detection abilities are not weak. Under such circumstances, even clan brother Peng Yun would find it difficult to silently enter my cave abode and launch an attack against me.
Who exactly is hiding in the shadows?
"Ghost Immortal One Sword!"
With a movement of his divine sense, Ling Pengxing immediately summoned the Fifth Grade Peak Ghost Immortal Flying Sword that he had long nurtured within his Dantian.
The Ghost Immortal Flying Sword instantly spilled forth boundless sword intent, transforming into a giant sword ten thousand zhang long that directly cleaved the entire cave abode in two.
It then swiftly slashed toward the incoming flying dagger.
Clang!
As the two collided, an ear-piercing sound immediately rang out.
A powerful ghost-dao fluctuation swept in all directions, stirring up countless disturbances.
Fortunately, the Ghost Immortal Flying Sword contained Ling Pengxing's full-force strike. Moreover, after his breakthrough, his strength had surged greatly. Thus, he barely managed to suppress that ghost-dao flying dagger with the Ghost Immortal Flying Sword, even beating it