"Shi Hao, perhaps you misunderstood what I meant. You carry half the bloodline of Immortality Mountain. Why would we harm you?"
"Tell me about my younger brother."
"He is now sixteen years old. He is equally extraordinarily gifted, peerless in this age. If you cultivate here and have worldly matters to attend to outside, you can have him take you there."
"Hehe, enough. Cut the crap. The best place for cultivation under heaven is by Brother Ye Feng's side." Ye Feng smiled and looked at Ye Feng before continuing, "Any last words?"
"Out of consideration for our bloodline, I have tolerated enough. If you still refuse to listen, don't blame me for being ruthless." The middle-aged man said.
"Attack," Shi Hao said.
As Shi Hao's words fell, all the battle servants behind him moved.
The middle-aged man grew furious. His body slowly rose, hovering in midair.
"Silver Scissor Divine Power."
A silver vortex appeared in the sky. Countless Precious Swords formed within it, their momentum vast and terrifying. As the middle-aged man spread his hands, the swords within the vortex scattered, covering a vast area.
The middle-aged man laughed. "Let me show you the power of laws that only the Venerable Realm possesses."
The middle-aged man lowered his hand, and the silver swords in the sky descended.
Just as the battle servants trembled in fear, a silver streak suddenly tore through the void, shattering all those swords. Even the Immortality Mountain Venerable who had unleashed such a heaven-shaking treasured technique was struck by the silver light.
His arm flew from his body, blood gushing out.
The Immortality Mountain Venerable fell from the sky to the ground. He rapidly tapped several acupoints to stop the bleeding, staring at Shi Qingfeng in horror. "Sword intent! The laws of the sword!"
That silver