In the blink of an eye, Yu'er had arrived before Gu Qingzhi.
Watching Gu Qingzhi continue to play the zither as though no one else existed, Yu'er's eyes flashed with a hint of severity. She had already entered a state of utmost vigilance.
"Sever."
Yu'er slashed out with her blade, but in the next instant, a lethal sense of crisis came from beside her.
"I knew it."
Yu'er immediately flipped through the air and leapt high, landing some distance away.
A streak of green light flashed through the spot where she had just been standing.
"Thousand Illusions, Ten Thousand Blades, Sever."
Yu'er held her longsword before her and spoke softly.
The next moment, the longsword in her hand was enveloped in green light.
Countless phantom blades also appeared behind her, all aimed at Gu Qingzhi in the distance.
"With ever-changing transformations, all I need is one blade to cut you down."
Yu'er's face brimmed with confidence. She suddenly swung her blade, and the countless phantoms shot straight toward Gu Qingzhi. Her own figure transformed into one of those innumerable blades.
"Such petty tricks, and you dare act so presumptuously before me?"
"Break."
Gu Qingzhi placed all ten fingers upon the strings and plucked them fiercely. A vast soundwave immediately surged outward.
The dense mass of blade phantoms in the sky shattered one after another. Amid them, a figure leapt high into the air before finally landing on the ground in the distance.
"You look like you're not going to be so easy to deal with after all."
After several probing exchanges, Yu'er's expression gradually turned solemn.
Her previous attacks had seemed childish, but they had concealed deadly killing intent. Anyone with weaker cultivation or lesser strength would already have died.
This woman did not seem like someone who could be