The enormous mountain, fully a thousand miles across, rose slightly. Its rocks shone brilliantly, but with an eerie crimson light.
From afar, it looked like a volcano spewing scarlet magma. As it shook, it frantically tore at the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spirit Qi, hoping to withstand Ye Guxian's sword.
Yet Ye Guxian's Sword Dao was utterly merciless.
A sword flashed with cold light, seemingly pouring everything into that stroke. In truth, another strand of Sword Intent lay within that cold gleam, formless and intangible, yet stronger than the first, openly sharp strand.
It was Ye Guxian's supreme technique-Shadowless!
Thus, as the sword swept past, powerful though Yu Yueren's Spirit Possession Secret Art was, a hundred-mile-long fissure was carved straight across the waist of that thousand-mile mountain range.
Although the fissure was extremely narrow and fine, it was no less than a grievous wound to Yu Yueren. Rocks shattered, gradually dissolving as they fell, and the entire mountain's blood energy visibly weakened.
Still, in the end, he had blocked that sword.
Yu Yueren's face paled slightly. He stared darkly at Ye Guxian as a trickle of blood slowly seeped from the corner of his mouth.
At the sight,
Chen Yi grinned. "Elder Ye's One Sword's Cold Light Across Fourteen Provinces really is formidable."
Chu Xiudao glanced sideways. "'One Sword's Cold Light Across Fourteen Provinces'? When did he learn a sword technique like that?"
"Ahem."
Chen Yi coughed and said vaguely, "It's a supreme technique Elder Ye created himself. I've only heard of it."
"I see... worthy of being called a supreme technique. Just the name alone sounds no weaker than that old ghost Li's Green Wind."
"Each has its strengths and weaknesses, each has its strengths and weaknesses..."
Xiao Jinghong paid no attention to their conversation. Her eyes remained fixed