Blade-and-Sword Heavenly River, Riding the Waves!

At least a thousand zhang above the sea, the wind howled past his ears and slashed across his face like knives.

Yet Chu Yun felt none of it. All his attention was fixed on the distant battlefield.

A vast crimson tide had already spread across Land Whale's back. Led by the two veteran generals, Old Red Spear and Old Monkey Qiao, great numbers of Copper Bell Elite Soldiers charged against the Eastern Sea Sect's lines.

The two sides clashed at close quarters, both displaying exceptional fighting strength. For a time, the battle ground to a stalemate, blade flashes and sword shadows stirring up bloody winds and rain.

Huff... inhale...

Huff... inhale...

High in the sky, Chu Yun was alone, and the sound of his breathing was crystal clear.

As if in a trance, the howling sea wind by his ears gradually faded away. In contrast, his own heartbeat grew heavier and louder.

He could clearly hear his heart pounding like war drums.

Amid that drumbeat of a heartbeat, he slowly raised the blade and sword in his hands.

The blade was the Drunken Snow Blade.

The sword was the Glacier Sword.

Clink. With the crisp sound of crystal striking crystal, the blade and sword crossed above Chu Yun's head.

"Huff..." At that moment, Chu Yun expelled all the foul air from his chest. At the same time, the spiritual radiance within him began to rise, slowly brightening, brighter and brighter. After several breaths, it reached its peak brilliance.

The spiritual pressure of the Marquis rank was instantly exposed, confirming Chu Yun's true combat strength once more—high-stage Marquis rank.

Deep within the spiritual radiance, the white-ribbon waterfall formed by the Great Sword Waterfall and the crystal sky formed by Heavenly Silence became incomparably vivid, condensing two threads of Dao principle. Like