Feng He was half-kneeling on the ground, his right arm hanging limply at his side.
A thick aura of the years enveloped him.
True Immortals transcended life, death, and reincarnation, their lifespans limitless. They possessed Eternal Life. But the owner of this Immortal Furnace was overwhelmingly powerful, far beyond Feng He.
The power of his weapon could already break the iron law of Immunity to Years that protected True Immortals. Invaded by the Power of Years, Feng He's aura had waned, and his face had gone pale.
He looked as if he had aged a whole decade. Half his hair had turned gray.
Li Ye had also cleaved through the bone in his left shoulder with a sword strike. Feng He was now desperately circulating the energy in his body to heal himself.
But it wasn't working.
The Immortal King Law of the Eight Heavenly Dragon Swords was too powerful.
His laws, at the True Immortal Seventh Heaven Realm, simply couldn't dissolve it.
Across from him, Li Ye held the Time Furnace and taunted him. "Old thief, didn't expect to see me again so soon, did you?"
The corner of True Immortal Feng He's mouth twitched. He gritted his teeth, eyes wide as he glared at Li Ye. "You exchanged for the Black Brocade Pouch!"
When Li Ye had gone to the Martial Arts Hall to exchange for the pouch, the old thief had been in Closed Door Cultivation.
He hadn't known Li Ye had obtained the Black Brocade Pouch.
Otherwise, he would have at least been on his guard.
But now he'd guessed the truth.
The old thief was going completely berserk.
Not long ago, he had wielded power over the troops in All Heavens City, issuing orders with such authority and grandeur.
His status had been supreme, his