"Clang—!"
A clear note from the zither rang out, like a bubbling spring echoing through the mountains.
A silver sound blade shot from the strings!
The sound blade was thin as a cicada's wing, yet incomparably sharp and incredibly fast!
In the blink of an eye, it crossed dozens of yards and struck the Seven Star Sword Sect's plaque!
"Boom—!"
"Crack—!"
A tremendous crash was followed by a crisp shattering sound.
The plaque that had hung there for who knew how many years split apart with a bang, turning into countless fragments that fluttered down from the gate's lintel!
The disciples guarding the mountain gate saw this and immediately glared in fury!
"Insolence!"
"You dare destroy our sect's plaque!"
"You're courting death!"
They drew their swords and charged at the pale cyan figure before the mountain gate!
Seeing this, Yin Li merely spoke calmly:
"Suppression."
One word.
It was spoken lightly, yet carried an irresistible force.
An invisible spiritual pressure burst forth from her!
The charging disciples felt an immense pressure descend upon their heads, as though an invisible mountain were crushing down on them!
"Thud!"
"Thud!"
"Thud!"
One disciple after another was slammed to the ground, unable to move!
They struggled desperately, True Qi surging wildly within their bodies as they tried to rise—
Yet no matter how they struggled, they could not stand!
Their faces flushed crimson with rage, their eyes filled with humiliation and fury!
What was wrong with their Sword Sect today?
They had been provoked twice in a single day!
"This person is too audacious!"
"Once the elders come out, they'll make this person pay!"
"That's right! The elders will definitely avenge this insult for us!"
The disciples gritted their teeth and cursed under their breaths.
However—
They waited for quite some time, yet none