Su Yi had made such arrangements for Qing'er because he had other plans.
On this trip to Ascension by Rosy Clouds Mountain, he intended to attain the Original Realm. Although everything had long been prepared, if he had a chance to seek a life-or-death trial of "breaking apart before standing anew," Su Yi would naturally not let it slip away.
Of course, doing so would be extremely dangerous, and situations threatening his life would inevitably arise.
Under such circumstances, Qing'er's presence was naturally a trump card capable of playing a decisive role.
Su Yi only hoped that Qing'er would not need to step in.
The little girl had an excellent temper in his presence, but once she began killing enemies, the weight of her Killing Heart was something no one could restrain.
Just as Su Yi was lost in thought—
Boom!
A streak of Sword Qi descended from the heavens, like a resplendent purple curtain of sky, abruptly blocking the road ahead.
That dazzling purple Sword Qi remained condensed without dispersing, stretching from heaven to earth.
It was like a celestial chasm lying across the way, imparting an insurmountable feeling.
Su Yi, who was flying through the air, attacked at once.
Clang!
The rust-speckled Sunken Sand short halberd slashed out like a sword edge.
Yet this strike, enough to kill an ordinary Dao Ancestor, shattered inch by inch when it struck that chasm-like curtain of sword light.
The sword curtain, meanwhile, was smooth as a mirror and did not so much as tremble.
Su Yi's eyes narrowed.
That chasm-like curtain of sword light was exceedingly strange and mysterious, unimaginably sturdy. Su Yi immediately realized—
This sword attack had most likely come from Zhuanyu Tong!
Just as that thought arose, an icy voice echoed between heaven and earth:
"Everyone, please hold