Whoosh!
A streak of cold light appeared before Li Ye. It was a sword wreathed in curses.
The power of the Sword Realm burst forth—seven layers!
The one holding the sword was an ancient-looking old man. His cloudy eyes were icy and merciless.
Cultivation: Quasi-Domain Realm!
His sword strike reached a speed of one hundred and eight thousand times the speed of light.
Li Ye's movement speed was only ninety-nine thousand times the speed of light.
Nine thousand times faster.
But no matter how fast the sword was, how could it escape Li Ye's Heavenly Eye and Karma Technique?
He had sensed the danger in advance. He retreated half a step, then turned aside, calmly evading the opponent's fatal strike.
Boom!
The seven-layer Sword Realm power, unleashed by the old man with the Dao Fruit of a Quasi-Domain Saint, swept past Li Ye's neck by a hair's breadth, like a streak of flying rosy clouds shooting into the distance.
The sky stretched for hundreds of light-years around them was reduced to nothingness. Surging Curse Power flooded the area, and countless strange symbols filled the air.
"Ah!"
A scream rang out. One of the local lifeforms had terrible luck, standing right at the edge of the sword's blast radius.
A string of curse symbols touched him, and eerie, dark-green light swallowed his whole body.
In the blink of an eye, he turned into a puddle of thick liquid and died.
Those who had escaped the calamity broke out in a cold sweat.
"Could that be the Curse Sword the Immortal Clan keeps nourished in Evil Immortal blood?"
Someone cried out, immediately realizing what it was.
His face paled.
The Evil Immortal blood came from the remnants of an ancient battle. It was the blood of a Dark True Immortal, and it