Only after Ye Lin had completely left did the Sword Venerable reveal a suspicious expression.
"Something's not right. Why was that guy so quick this time? Hiss~ There's something fishy going on."
The Sword Venerable stood before the vortex, scratching his head in agitation.
After a moment, as though he had made some weighty decision, the Sword Venerable resolutely raised his foot and stepped into the vortex.
The instant he entered the vortex, countless silver needles came hurtling toward him with lethal intent.
The Sword Venerable merely raised a hand slightly, and the silver needles before him were all frozen in midair.
"Xue'er, after all these years, you still haven't let it go?"
The Sword Venerable frowned at the woman in the distance.
She, meanwhile, stared at the Sword Venerable with a face full of hatred.
"You heartless man! I died a wrongful death because of you, yet today you say I still haven't let it go? How am I supposed to let it go?"
With that, countless silver needles once more shot toward the Sword Venerable.
Unfortunately, the moment those silver needles drew near the Sword Venerable, they could advance no farther.
The Sword Venerable's expression remained calm, though a trace of helplessness flashed through his eyes.
"I admit that I wronged you back then, but your death had absolutely nothing to do with me."
"What a fine 'nothing to do with you.'"
The moment those words fell, the woman in the distance flew into a rage. She then controlled the silver needles and sent them rapidly hurtling toward the Sword Venerable.
The silver needles pierced through the void, every single one carrying power enough to destroy heaven and earth.
Yet those seemingly incomparably fierce needles could not get even an inch closer to the Sword Venerable.
The Sword