Even Li Yan was somewhat surprised by the power of the Severing Dust Blade.
The artifact this Old Hag used was no ordinary thing.
Those black strands of hair had been left behind by female yin corpses steeped in resentment. They were sinister objects that could cause trouble on their own, and after being refined with a special secret method, they were as tough as steel wire.
With a hand seal and a wave, they could stir up yin baleful energy and injure people.
It could be called a supreme treasure of the sinister path.
Who knew how many cultivators had died beneath this Yin Demon Whisk?
But it had happened to run into the Severing Dust Blade.
The blade itself had been forged from Flood Dragon Horn and was known as the Dragon Slaying Blade. In any lineage of sorcery, it was a treasure capable of suppressing the flow of fortune.
Empowered by thunder magic, its might was even greater.
Thus, it had directly destroyed the whisk.
"You brat, you're courting death!"
Nie Third Aunt was furious and enraged.
Seeing that her artifact had been destroyed, she simply let go, flung it as a hidden weapon, and hurled it at Li Yan's face.
At the same time, both her hands suddenly shook.
Copper armor sheaths covered her withered fingers. Borrowing the force of the swing, the ten copper sheaths abruptly lengthened by three feet, transforming into steel claws.
The Old Woman advanced instead of retreating, casting Ghost Step once more. At the same time, she lowered her body to evade the blade.
Her left foot stepped onto the "Kan" position, while her right leg hooked toward the "Li" position. Like Pacing the Gang and Stepping the Dipper, she instantly closed in on Li Yan and, with a backhand motion,