Two sword strikes

Chen Ping'an held a fully repaired Sword Immortal Banner, standing at the highest, most precipitous point of the White Jade Capital imitation.

Within his own world, everything his gaze touched appeared in minute detail, as clearly as a mortal examining the great characters carved into a cliff from close range.

She Yue seemed particularly fond of that Sweet Dew Armor, the Seven Colors Caiyi.

The only "cultivator She Yue" on the wall who wore her original appearance gathered moonlight with her natal divine ability. Once again, she donned that wondrous treasure armor, as though she had refined an ancient rainbow into it, and raised her head toward the young Yin Guan, whose garment resembled a celestial Daoist robe.

Colored light flowed across her treasure armor, like the floating ribbons of a celestial maiden painted in the "Wu style" on a Buddhist temple mural.

She Yue quietly waited for those ripples of Sword Qi to scatter throughout the world and confront her bright moonlight everywhere, like two armies facing off, each with millions of troops.

Beneath Chen Ping'an's feet stood the towering white jade of the White Jade Capital imitation, seemingly so high that it "offended the utmost heights of heaven." She Yue was intimately familiar with this immortal treasure. It came from the neighboring moon belonging to the Lotus Nunnery Mistress and had once been an ancient relic. Presumably, that old demon Daoist had given it to Tuoyue Mountain's final disciple as a first-meeting gift to curry favor with the Tuoyue Mountain Great Ancestor. After Li Zhen's defeat and death, Chen Ping'an, who had not yet become the Yin Guan, had picked it up. Clearly, an expert had instructed him, allowing him to refine it completely.

Was it that Daoist Sage who had once guarded the sky curtain above the