Shattering Three Fate Forms

Chapter 84: Shattering Three Fate Forms. "Very well."

The gentle smile in Yun Heng's eyes vanished completely.

He said nothing more.

Against any outsider who dared confront a direct descendant of the Cloud Clan, the best response had never been words, but strength.

He stepped forward with his left foot, and a ring of fine cracks burst across the stony ground beneath it.

His blood qi at blood exchange peak erupted with that single step.

Unlike the fierce, blazing display of blood qi from Jinghai warriors, Yun Heng's carried the clear chill unique to the cloudborne spirit vein.

It was the aura of spiritual blood, purified through the bloodline and passed down through generations, cold and crystalline as snowy highlands.

Blood qi steamed from his pores, forming a layer of blue-green mist that enveloped the three feet around him. As the mist churned, indistinct beast shapes rose and sank within it.

Standing beneath the wooden cabin's eaves, Zhou Chen unconsciously tightened his right hand around his saber's hilt. The scar of his severed finger pressed a white mark against the rough grip.

He had seen Upper City cultivators fight and had personally endured the massacre beneath the Cloudscreen Wall, yet the oppressive blood qi Yun Heng released now was even stronger than what he remembered from that time.

Lu Chen had gone completely rigid, his back pressed against the cabin's doorframe. He scarcely dared to breathe.

He was only a young herb gatherer. Facing the pressure of blood exchange peak, he was like a rabbit beneath a tiger's gaze. Fear welled from deep in his marrow, leaving him barely able to stand.

But he gritted his teeth and refused to collapse, unwilling to disgrace himself before Senior Chen.

The girl stood inside the cabin doorway. Her worn, gray-blue coarse-cloth robe