Neither of them paid the monster's roar any heed.
This was a secret realm. In the struggle for a secret realm, there was no right or wrong—only strength and the willingness to be ruthless.
With a beckoning motion, Ye Lin recalled the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor from afar.
A trace of seriousness flashed through Gu Qingzhi's eyes.
"I'll disrupt it. You take the lead."
As soon as Gu Qingzhi finished speaking, her hands swiftly plucked across the strings. Wave after wave of sound spread throughout the entire cave.
Upon hearing the sound waves, the monster suddenly clutched its head in agony. Ye Lin, meanwhile, was completely unaffected. Not only was he unaffected, he even felt his strength grow slightly under the influence of the music.
"Die."
Gripping the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor, Ye Lin charged at the monster once more. Streams of Sword Qi slashed mercilessly across its body.
"Sword Nine, Cleave the Heavens."
With a sweep of his long sword, Ye Lin sent an incomparably sharp Sword Qi hurtling toward the monster. It tore through the void and struck the creature directly.
Even its thick scales split open with a crack.
"Roar..."
The pain made the monster let out a furious howl, but there was nothing it could do except clutch its head in agony.
"Get out! Get out of here! Do not disturb my young master's rest!"
The monster roared continuously, holding its head.
Yet Ye Lin caught a key term from its words: young master?
It seemed the cause of the Time Gu's disturbance was the young master this monster spoke of.
"Beginningless True Flame, arise."
Ye Lin ran his left hand along the blade. A Three-Legged Golden Crow suddenly appeared behind him, raising its head to screech at the heavens before pouncing