Whoosh! In an instant, a serene Sword Qi slashed down through the air. This sword strike seemed to have flown in from beyond the heavens, leaving no trace behind. Even Lu Xiaotian had no idea how it had appeared. Just like that, it directly shattered the ferocious eagle talons.
"What is this aura?" The moment he saw the Sword Qi appear, Lu Xiaotian's heart clenched. The threat this sword strike brought him surpassed that of anyone he had ever encountered.
What made Lu Xiaotian's heart tighten even more was the faint sense of familiarity carried by the Sword Qi's aura. A sword embryo! Other than a sword embryo, he could think of no other possibility that would give him such a familiar feeling. After experiencing the threats of Senior Brother Niu Jinshan, the black-robed man, and Yang Feng—both of whom cultivated sword embryos—Lu Xiaotian had developed an instinctive hostility toward anyone who cultivated similar sword arts.
A gray figure flashed and descended from the sky, slowly landing between Vice City Lord Wu and the Vulture King Wei Shuo.
"City Lord, you've finally arrived." When Wu Changlian saw the dignified middle-aged man whose very presence inspired awe, delight appeared on his face, as though a heavy burden had been lifted.
"Father!" Ye Ziyu was even more overjoyed at the sight of the newcomer. If not for the situation before her, she probably would have already rushed to Ye Qianxun's side.
"Old Wu, you've worked hard. Leave the rest to me. I'll deal with this feathered beast." The newcomer was none other than Ye Qianxun, City Lord of Yuanling City. After nodding at Ye Ziyu, he looked toward the Vulture King Wei Shuo with not a trace of emotion in his eyes.
"Ye Qianxun, aren't you afraid the wind will make you