"Impossible!"
The next second, the Sword-Bearing Youth's expression changed. He stared fixedly at Patriarch Tingyou. "You're already dead. The True Lord personally slew you!"
Patriarch Tingyou could not possibly have survived!
Even taking a step back, even if he had survived, how could he possibly have recovered to Foundation Establishment Perfection in just a few decades? It simply defied all reason!
At least, with the cultivation the Sword-Bearing Youth had inherited, he could not comprehend what was happening before him at all. He could only attribute it to Patriarch Tingyou being a miracle unto himself. Yet the moment that thought arose, it immediately worsened the Heart Demon True Lord Cheng Tian Zhengde had transferred into him. What the hell was there left to fight for?
Yet he had no time to think further.
Before Patriarch Tingyou had even finished speaking, he stepped forward. At the same time, another Divine Ability lit up, spreading a blanket of goose-feather snow that reached from Heaven to earth.
Solemn Mystic Frost!
This was a Xin Metal Divine Ability, and it was also one of the Innate Divine Abilities Patriarch Tingyou had cultivated. Now that he unleashed it, it was far more powerful than Lu Yang's had been back then!
For a moment, snow filled the sky, freezing all things and plunging countless Spiritual Qi, spells, and Divine Abilities into stillness. Even the Sword Intent that should have cut through everything now drew in its edge. Then the wind and snow converged, about to envelop the Sword-Bearing Youth and turn him into an ice sculpture.
Fortunately, the Sword-Bearing Youth reacted swiftly as well.
"Clang! Clang!"
With a cry of steel, the longsword in his hand finally rose. Its edge tore through the wind and snow, and in the illumination of a single thought, it once