If I were truly driven into a corner, I'd use the immortal art if I had to!
As his thoughts raced, Pei Ling slowly shook his head. The Nine Great Sects had profound foundations; he must never underestimate them!
He had originally thought that once his cultivation reached Dao Integration Mid Stage, none of the Nine Great Sects' Sect Masters could be his match, even if they used a method like the Seven Kill Calamity Banner.
But in the previous battle, Cen Fangwo's Immovable Heaven Seal had truly shown him the depth of the Nine Great Sects' foundations!
Even if his cultivation had reached the late stage of Dao Integration, the battle would have unfolded no differently from when he was in the early stage!
Besides, when he fought the Sword God this time, Su Lijing would probably come again!
When that happened, he could deliberately let himself get hurt a little, drawing Su Lijing into action...
Cold Abyss Sword Sect.
The summit of Qijian Mountain.
Its peak pierced the clouds, towering above the surging Sea of Clouds, as though the Big Dipper had fallen to its side.
The astral winds here were savage. The ground, whether dirt or stone, was sealed beneath a thick layer of ice, and the chill ran deep, as if it would freeze everything solid.
The entire mountaintop lay empty, save for a dark, heavy flying sword thrust at an angle into a pale blue rock.
Both sword and stone were encased in ice and snow, with foot-long icicles hanging from them. Like ice sculptures, they looked utterly ordinary.
The astral winds roared, sweeping countless shards of ice past in a furious torrent. In an instant, the snow and ice were scored with densely packed, blade-like gashes, a shocking sight.
Yet the ice and