A gigantic sword light flashed across the northern horizon.
The sword light was icy blue. As it streaked across the sky, it looked like a colossal ice sword over a thousand meters long flashing past, breathtakingly magnificent.
Even from a great distance, Ye Zhen could sense the chill contained within that immense icy-blue sword light. It felt as though a single glance could freeze one's blood solid.
Beneath the icy-blue sword light, three or four streams of various colors surged up to meet it. In an instant, that terrifying icy-blue sword light shattered.
Almost at the same moment, an icy-blue radiance fled from where the sword light had flashed, swaying unsteadily as it escaped toward Ye Zhen's front-left.
Behind it, four streams of multicolored light shot into the sky in relentless pursuit!
This should have been a manhunt.
Perhaps they were hunting an enemy, perhaps some faction was cleaning up a traitor, or perhaps martial wanderers were fighting over treasure.
Such things were far too common. In the True Spirit Domain, hundreds of incidents like this played out every day.
The reason Ye Zhen had stopped to watch was mainly because that enormous icy-blue sword light seemed somewhat familiar.
Once upon a time, an icy-blue sword light a hundred meters long had chased Ye Zhen across mountain after mountain, hunting him at his heels. Once upon a time, icy-blue sword lights that blasted toward his head had helped Ye Zhen through that period of despondency after Caiyi had just left.
In an instant, Instructor Liao Feibai's curses, laughter, and icy sword light all rose before Ye Zhen's eyes, leaving him somewhat dazed.
It had been more than two years since he had last contacted Instructor Liao Feibai or received any news of the Qi Yun Sect.
When Ye Zhen had