Who Was He Guarding Against?

Ye Cangbai's military uniform was blood-stained. From his left shoulder to his chest, he had nearly been cleaved open, exposing his five organs and six fu organs. On closer inspection, his heart had already been shredded.

Jiang Chuan was not much better off. The flesh of the right hand gripping the Flowing Cloud Sword had been mangled beyond recognition, while his chest had also been pierced through, golden blood streaming continuously.

It was a gruesome sight!

Gong Yi, Li Wenbin, and the others all wore grim expressions. They had not expected the battle to end in mutual ruin.

Clang!!!

Facing the sword light rising from the Flowing Cloud Sword, Ye Cangbai formed a fist seal. Yang Thunder of utmost firmness and yang, along with Yin Thunder of utmost yin and cold, gathered and merged in his palm, evolving into ten thousand bolts of lightning. As he threw his punch, they met Jiang Chuan's sword light head-on.

Boom!

The sword light and fist seal collided, like a sea of thunder bursting through its banks and surging in every direction.

Clang!

Jiang Chuan charged through the sea of thunder with sword in hand. The Flowing Cloud Sword was like a savage dragon leaping from the water as it stabbed straight at Ye Cangbai's head.

One multicolored Dao talisman after another drifted out from Ye Cangbai's Sea of Consciousness. The talismans slowly revolved, transforming into a multicolored vortex that sucked the Flowing Cloud Sword into it and held it back.

"What a nuisance!" Jiang Chuan's brows furrowed slightly. Fighting Ye Cangbai had consumed an enormous amount of his mana, even with the Inner World within his dharma manifestation supporting him.

"Cauldron Suppressing the Firmament!"

Ye Cangbai raised his right arm high, and his fist seal directly transformed into a massive cauldron. The cauldron