Climb High and Look Far

Feng Xuetao, who had risen from the ranks of Wild Cultivators, was more decisive than the Qing Gong Grand Guardian in Pan Shui County Town. Seeing that Zuo had no intention of showing mercy today, he immediately unleashed an offensive divine ability he had kept in reserve.

Golden light suddenly blazed from the brow of this Ascension Realm Great Cultivator, whose Daoist name was Qing Mi. It was as though he had Opened his Heavenly Eye. Vaguely, a gate seemed to swing open, revealing a delicate, miniature Small World in the shape of an Emperor's Palace. From it stepped a youth in a python robe and white jade belt, with golden eyes and an Iron Mace in each hand. Every time the two Iron Maces struck together, a golden bolt of lightning burst from the impact. The bolts swelled and wove themselves into a net, until it seemed a thunder pool brimming with Dao intent had reappeared in the mortal world.

Each sword strike Zuo delivered left a clear, solid trajectory between heaven and earth, one that could not be shaken.

And so, a dozen or so threads seemed to hang motionless across the Sky Curtain.

Perhaps this was what it truly meant to cut across the vast sky.

Feng Xuetao had already used several profound escape arts, yet for some reason, Zuo could always pinpoint his true body and arrive before him on his flying sword in an instant.

The youth in the python robe and jade belt was Feng Xuetao's Yang God external body, also named Qing Mi. The Thunder Whips formed from his Iron Maces could likewise seek out Zuo on their own. Unfortunately, whenever those Thunder Methods drew near Zuo, they ended with thunderous noise and no more than a sprinkling of rain.

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