That single spear strike instantly shattered both formations to nothing. These had been the formations the Sea Clan experts used to trap Ye Qianqian and the others, yet he had casually wiped them out. Perhaps, in his eyes, none of this mattered at all.
With his strength, there was no need to rely on a Killing Formation to trap these people. He could simply slaughter them all, saving himself considerable trouble.
His expression remained icy, without the slightest change. He merely looked at Ye Xiwen with some surprise. He had not expected Ye Xiwen to evade that strike. Others might not have understood it, but he himself knew very well that although he had not used his full strength, it was still not something an ordinary person could dodge.
So there really was something to him!
A huge crater had appeared in the valley. At its center sat a delicate figure cross-legged, while before her, an icy longsword rose and fell.
It was Ye Qianqian!
At this moment, streams of laws erupted from Ye Qianqian's body, linking together into divine chains that locked the longsword within them, rising and falling with her breathing.
She was refining the longsword. It was pure white throughout, as if forged from ice crystals.
All its sharpness had been sealed away. Though its shape looked somewhat peculiar, it otherwise appeared utterly unremarkable. But at their level of cultivation, who among them was not capable of reaching the heavens with hand and eye? How could they be deceived by mere appearances?
"Snow Yao Sword!" Teng Tongtian said calmly. "Ye Qianqian, I have heard some things about you. There are rumors that you are the reincarnation of an ancient Goddess, but you had best know what is good for you. Never mind whether you truly are the