A hundred miles from Purple Glow Immortal City, in a remote mountain valley.
"Senior Sister, watch out!"
Zhou Taoyao cried out and brought forth a high-grade defensive spirit artifact shaped like an embroidered handkerchief. It barely managed to block a sinister flying shuttle that shot in from the side.
Ye Lingshuang's face was as cold as frost. The crystalline ice sword in her hand traced a flurry of sword blossoms, its fierce Sword Qi forcing a Foundation Establishment Late Stage rogue cultivator attacking from the front to retreat again and again. It even carved a wound deep enough to expose bone into his arm, sending blood streaming.
"Humph, this little maiden's got some skill! Big Brother, quit playing around!"
The injured rogue cultivator cried out in pain, then shouted harshly.
The leader, a Foundation Establishment Perfection rogue cultivator, was a fierce-looking man with a scar across his face. He sneered. "As expected of a star pupil of the Spring Autumn Sect. Too bad you're destined to die here today! I'll gladly take that high-grade spirit sword and the Purple Glow Spirit Pill!"
He stopped holding back. A ghost-headed broadsword suddenly appeared in his hand, its blade wrapped in a thick aura of blood and baleful intent. It had clearly drunk the blood of countless victims.
He swung with all his might. A blood-red blade arc, several feet long, tore through the air and slashed toward Ye Lingshuang with a piercing whistle!
Ye Lingshuang's face paled as she poured all her strength into raising her crystalline ice sword to block.
"Clang—!"
A deafening clash of metal rang out!
Ye Lingshuang took a brutal blow. Her delicate body shuddered violently, and blood welled in her throat before she spat it out. She was sent flying with her sword and slammed hard into