However.
As the bronze bell in Yu Ming's hand kept ringing, the light in Gu Yu's eyes gradually dimmed, leaving him on his last breath.
A moment between life and death.
A soundless sword light shot forth at breakneck speed, about to pierce Yu Ming. Yet after the sword light swept past, only an afterimage remained where Yu Ming had stood, and the bronze bell in his hand had stopped ringing.
"Hmm?"
"You can actually resist my Soul-Severing Bell?"
The one who had struck with the sword was naturally Han Yi. Seeing the aura of Gu Yu's soul beside him continue to weaken, he had no choice but to act, even though it was not the best opportunity, and interrupt the other man's soul attack.
However, the gap between their realms was not something that could be bridged by such a simple ambush.
Han Yi's heart turned cold, while Gu Yu beside him came back to his senses. Yet his eyes were filled with despair.
"Heavenly Soul Sect, Yu Ming, early Foundation Establishment. He wields a Top-grade Magic Artifact, the Soul-Severing Bell, and excels at soul combat. Elder Tian Yi of our sect died beneath his soul secret art."
Elder Tian Yi had been an elder of Zhurong Peak who had only recently advanced to mid-stage Foundation Establishment. He ranked thirty-sixth on the Heaven Ranking.
Gu Yu's meaning was clear. Though this enemy was only at early Foundation Establishment, on the same level as Mo Wen and themselves, he had already reached the peak of the early stage and stood only one step from the middle stage. Even an elder of the Mystic Pill Sect who had just broken through to mid-stage Foundation Establishment had perished at his hands.
His methods were even stranger, impossible to guard against. The two