"You finally came looking for me."
Yue Cangsheng opened his eyes and stood up.
"It seems you were waiting for me?"
Li Ye asked calmly.
"Indeed!"
"If you want revenge, then strike."
Yue Cangsheng said mildly, as though he had long been prepared for this day.
A humming sword song rang through his body; the dense sword intent was on the verge of bursting free.
Clang!
A purple divine sword shot out of his body, wreathed in faint immortal light.
It was forged from Immortal Dao Purple Gold.
But it wasn't very pure, with quite a bit of Domain Gold mixed in. Even so, its power far surpassed that of weapons of the same rank.
Yue Cangsheng no longer used the Immortal King Sword. Instead, he chose to fight with his Natal Sword. The blade brimmed with spirit, as if it were alive.
"What a fine sword!"
Li Ye praised.
"I agree. It's a fine sword. Its name is Hao Yue!"
"Feel its edge!"
Yue Cangsheng shouted.
Whoosh!
He struck, stabbing through the air. Tens of thousands of streaks of Sword Qi shot out.
The mountaintop seemed to be showered with brilliant light.
Li Ye stood where he was and raised a hand. With a flick, the sky full of Sword Qi vanished with a soft pop.
Clang!
A sword's cry shook the heavens. Killing intent spread, and the nine skies lost their color.
Yue Cangsheng lunged, appearing before Li Ye as if he had pierced through space itself.
The sword strike was impossibly fast.
Yet Li Ye's heavenly eye caught it. He calmly raised his hand and slapped forward.
Pop, pop, pop!
The sword rays within three feet of Yue Cangsheng's blade crumbled one after another. Its tip struck Li Ye's palm with a crisp ding.
Sparks flew.
Yue