At the Azure Cloud Sword Sect, while Xuan Mo was resting, Wangshu suddenly turned cold. Seeing this, Qingping looked utterly baffled and asked, "Senior Wangshu, what's wrong?"
Wangshu chuckled and said, "It's nothing. An old friend has come lurking nearby. I'll go take a look." With that, she transformed directly into a speck of ice crystal and vanished.
Before long, beside the Dark Lord, the air suddenly turned cold. He said, "Really? You followed me here too?"
Wangshu pressed her lips into a smile and said, "You came here secretly to guard against me attacking that protector, didn't you?" As she spoke, she slowly drew the Ice Rhyme Thorn Sword. Power of Taiyin surged across the blade as she gazed at the Dark Lord with a pleasant expression.
The Dark Lord shuddered involuntarily. A black longsword appeared in his hand, and he said, "Since you've found me, then long time no see. How about a spar?" With that, he swung his sword directly at Wangshu.
Wangshu dodged to the side and counterattacked at the same time. The two instantly became entangled, sword shadows flashing as icy air spread in all directions.
The Dark Lord's swordsmanship was strange and ever-changing, with every move carrying the power of darkness. Wangshu's swordsmanship, meanwhile, was graceful and agile, imbued with the Power of Taiyin.
The two exchanged blows without yielding an inch. For a time, sword energy crisscrossed the battlefield, and even the surrounding air seemed to freeze.
Just as their battle reached its fiercest, Wangshu suddenly turned her blade and thrust it toward the Dark Lord's vital point. The Dark Lord was startled and hurriedly dodged.
However, Wangshu's attack had been a feint. The true killing move came afterward. With a flash, she appeared behind the Dark Lord like a ghost and thrust