Body Slaying Divine Spirits

In the long night, over frozen earth, snow pellets danced in the bitter wind. The White-clothed Youth retreated at tremendous speed, blood spurting from his shoulder. The wound was deep enough to expose bone; that saber strike had nearly severed his arm.

Not only that, the Heaven-Severing Saber Light seemed to connect to the Nine Heavens. Brighter than lightning, it poured down from the night sky, its boundless saber intent still surging unabated.

Ape's entire right arm hung limp as he flickered through the night mist like a ghost. Around him, the Calamity Avoidance Ripples, said to extinguish all arts, surged madly toward the saber light.

With a metallic ring, Qin Ming withdrew his saber and stood still, pausing his attack.

Blood stained his chest as well, along with traces of scorching.

At the last instant, the treasure furnace hovering above the White-clothed Youth's head had hurtled into him like a meteor, piercing the Body Refining and Dao Integration Runes on his skin and injuring him.

Qin Ming had always felt that his opponent was dangerous. This bloody exchange had indeed proven just how troublesome he was.

He had been confident that his last saber strike could slay a Heavenly Prodigy of the fourth realm.

Yet the White-clothed Youth had not only endured it head-on but also launched an effective counterattack.

"Third realm perfection." Qin Ming frowned.

Ape was not in the fourth realm, which made this somewhat frightening.

By now, Qin Ming could scarcely find an opponent in the third realm, yet this adversary could trade blows with him evenly. He truly was an anomaly.

The White-clothed Youth's brows were deeply furrowed. To him, his opponent was the abnormal one, a freak far beyond ordinary standards. Despite having a lower cultivation realm, Qin Ming had not been subdued immediately.