At the Mountain Peak, the old immortal stood firm as a reef amid raging waves!
He extended a finger and pushed forward, using a spell to force back the spear clone. His white brows were tightly furrowed. The mournful music of the guqin disturbed his thoughts endlessly. Though a Profound Immortal's soul was stable, the music still affected his perception. In spell combat, an error by a hair could lead to a loss by a thousand miles.
Elsewhere, she burst into instant acceleration, and the heavy weapon smashed into the ancient sword trying to evade.
Hum...
The ringing vibration left Bai Yujun's ears buzzing.
Sword Qi, cold and ancient, dimmed around the precious sword as it spun and fell. Though the strike had failed to crack it, it had affected the old man's control over the sword. Flying swords excelled at piercing, not using their blades to withstand heavy blunt impacts. Thanks to that instantaneous burst of speed, the flying sword had not managed to dodge. It seemed the old man did not know Bai Yujun's true background and had merely developed evil intentions on the spur of the moment upon seeing the Tree Spirit.
The spell clone controlling the Water Blades filling the sky shouted anxiously.
"Come take over! If you're any later, we'll be done for!"
It seemed brief, but in truth they had already exchanged several moves.
The spell clone pressed her palms together before her chest. The Water Blades throughout the sky continuously gathered and fused like assembled pieces, forming a single blade as long as the heavy saber in Bai Yujun's hands. Its translucent watery color was no longer visible. Compressed into solidity, it was comparable to metal. Once it had gathered, she joined the index fingers of both hands and shoved forward with all