The powerful force of the Arcane Sect erupted in my Yin-Yang Eyes. The master of that terrifying body was none other than Li Jianchen, a Daoist Venerable from the reclusive Daoist sects!
I understood perfectly well how powerful a half-immortal's body was. Even without its mighty soul power, that shell alone was frightening enough.
Li Jianchen stood ramrod straight before Senior Brother and me, a strange red mist spraying from the corners of his mouth like a bloodthirsty demon. His palms were extended, and a wild cyan energy formed blade-like shapes around them. This was the legendary Sword Qi!
A swordsman could wield a sword so swiftly that Sword Qi was born from it. Li Jianchen's body, however, had already become one with the sword. Every move he made was a sword strike—whoever provoked him would likely be cleaved in two with a single blow!
"Tsk, tsk. Is this fun? You stabbed me once, so I'll let him stab you back!" Lin Zhengyi gave a sinister laugh and extended his hand. "What do you think? This treasure took me a great deal of effort to obtain. Today, I'll use you two to test the sword first."
"So the reason you came to Dragon-Carrying Village several times was actually this corpse! This is much more fun!" Senior Brother Hai stared at Li Jianchen in shock, already holding a blue talisman between his fingers.
Senior Brother's reminder brought the earlier events back to me. Ever since the last gathering of the three branches at Dragon-Carrying Village, Lin Zhengyi had been scouting this place. Perhaps he had fled because he lacked a suitable corpse to control. Then, the second time should have been when Grandma challenged the reclusive Daoist sects. He had taken advantage of that opportunity to steal Li Jianchen's corpse. He