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Di Xianchen had come too. That meant I no longer had to seek him out for a decisive battle; he had come to me instead. Yet for a moment, I couldn't figure it out. Wasn't he here to deal with me? But I had already left. Had he chosen to come because he knew I wasn't here? Or was it for something else? There was Sword Devil Master in the prefectural headquarters, and we had deliberately spread that information to stabilize the frontline camp. Could his intelligence network really be blind to such an extent?
I raced onward, and as the distance closed, the battle grew more and more intense. This time, I didn't stop. Since I had no idea why Di Xianchen had come, I could only let these fallen cultivators hold the line first and leave them to fend for themselves.
"Jade waters fill the courtyard, cold mist rings; green shadows join the branches, the sword supports the river. You journey to the Spring of Remembrance as to an old frontier; tomorrow's clear breeze brings the vermilion glow! Divine Immortal Way! Linked Swords Support the River!"
As I flew over countless mountains, moving as swiftly as a gale, a chant still reached my ears at just the right moment amid the fighting. I abruptly turned around, searching for the woman chanting that familiar sword incantation. As I swept my gaze across the surroundings, I suddenly saw a ravine where immortal aura surged, and in an instant, Sword Qi like cold mist capable of overturning mountains and seas erupted!
Above the jade waters, a woman dressed in white and wielding a blue sword drew up the water to attack her enemies. She moved with incredible speed, and whenever she cast her sword technique, clear breezes spread around her