One sword.
A simple, straightforward slash.
Yet supreme Sword Might burst forth with it, plunging the entire Immortal Hall into an oppressive, terrifying atmosphere.
Under that sword, the Immortal Light surging in from all directions like collapsing mountains and roaring seas exploded and scattered.
Fragile as foam.
The black scepter in Tian Qi's hand shattered with a crack. Her slender figure flew backward with a bang and smashed hard into the wall.
Fresh blood streamed from her crystalline skin, and who knew how many of her bones had broken.
Fresh blood gushed from her rosy lips.
Rumble!
In the end, the entire hall trembled. The forbidden pattern markings covering the four walls shattered and split apart, collapsing into nothingness.
One sword had turned heaven and earth upside down!
Amid the drifting dust, Tian Qi raised her head with difficulty and said, "This is not your own power!"
Her voice carried terror and unwillingness.
Su Yi's body was covered in wounds, but they were all superficial injuries, nothing serious.
Compared to him, Tian Qi's injuries were severe. She sprawled on the ground, her hair disheveled, her delicate body drenched in blood—a miserable sight indeed.
"And was the power you used earlier truly your own?"
Su Yi's tone dripped with mockery.
During their earlier battle, he had already noticed that the power this woman wielded came from the forbidden formations spread across the four walls of the Immortal Hall.
Perhaps this woman had indeed set foot upon the Path to Feathered Ascension, her cultivation far surpassing that of a World King.
But she had taken over Tian Qi's body; it was not her main body that had appeared!
The woman fell silent. Wiping the blood from her lips, she said, "But you... are still destined to lose."
She had regained her cold,