At that moment, Huan Yunzhen grabbed Pei Ling and immediately fled toward the back of the hall.
Sword intent surged around her. She transformed into a streak of swordlight and shot forward at incredible speed. As she flew in a straight line, she was even a little faster than Su Xirou had been when she used the Five Ghost Heavenly Net Escape!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Thousands of clear, shimmering Sword Qi, sharp with killing intent, flew in from behind. They fell like a torrential downpour, like the Milky Way being overturned, roaring as they slashed toward Pei Ling and Huan Yunzhen.
They were the other sword cultivators of the Cold Abyss Sword Sect, Huan Yunzhen's fellow disciples!
Huan Yunzhen didn't slow down at all. Her Natal Flying Sword gave a clear ring behind her and shot out at once, meeting the countless incoming streams of Sword Qi.
"Clang, clang, clang..."
The clashing of metal rang out in a dense burst like a sudden rainstorm. Before Huan Yunzhen could recall her Natal Flying Sword, she had already fled out of the hall with Pei Ling.
The dim corridor was silent as death. Doors and windows lined both sides, and the presence of the Nine Great Sects filled the rooms within; scarcely a single room stood empty.
Two cultivators abruptly appeared in the corridor.
Just like Su Xirou and Meng Hongxuan in the first two Illusion Realms, the moment Huan Yunzhen landed, her aura rapidly weakened. Clearly, she had been gravely injured in the battle just now.
Huan Yunzhen's grip on Pei Ling's arm suddenly loosened, and her body began to topple sideways.
"Thud!"
Huan Yunzhen fell straight to the ground. Under the system's control, Pei Ling made no move to help her up.
The next moment, Pei Ling took a step