"Fellow Daoist, a sneak attack from behind is hardly an honorable tactic."
At once, Poison Venerable jerked his head up, only to see that Lu Cang had somehow already freed himself and was looking at him with a half-smile.
Suddenly, Poison Venerable's pupils contracted. That palm strike had already landed on his chest.
The next moment, Poison Venerable spat blood and was sent flying backward.
That seemingly weightless palm strike had turned his internal organs into bloody pulp, even shattering his meridians inch by inch.
Poison Venerable's body crashed viciously into the ground below, his fate unknown.
"You... when did you get out?"
Snow Maiden looked at the ice sculpture before her, then at Lu Cang standing beside it, her face filled with shock.
"Did you really think I could not see through your little tricks? You dared attack me without even knowing my name?"
"Foolish humans. In the era when I roamed the world, even Primordial Unity Mystic Immortals had to respectfully greet me when they saw me."
Lu Cang smiled faintly. With a casual wave of his hand, the ice sculpture beside him turned into mist and dispersed into the heavens and earth.
"Heavenly Snow Sword, sweep away demons and evil."
Without the slightest hesitation, a snow-white long sword appeared in Snow Maiden's hand. Waves of frigid air radiated from the blade, as though it could freeze even space itself.
Snow Maiden pointed her sword at Lu Cang, her eyes utterly fearless. She was ranked within the top four hundred of the Genius Ranking—she was no mere ornamental fighter.
"Die."
In an instant, Snow Maiden swung her long sword. After her right hand holding the Heavenly Snow Sword traced a graceful sword flourish through the air, she charged resolutely at Lu Cang.
"I am no demon or evil