Long Qing was horrified.
Why was this woman at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm so powerful? The three of them had shattered several protective Spirit Treasures before barely managing to block her casual strike.
Long Qing and the other two demonic cultivators were sent flying backward through the seawater of the great vortex like meteors.
Then—
The three scattered in different directions, preparing to flee for their lives.
"Trying to run?"
Gu Huaibei's gaze turned cold as she lightly raised her hand.
Streak after streak of icy sword light shot straight toward Long Qing.
Her primary target was Long Qing.
After all, Long Qing was Chen Changming's enemy.
Within the Star Tracing Backflow, experts from the Nine Heavens Sword Sect were watching like tigers eyeing their prey. It was inconvenient for Chen Changming to act personally, so she could only kill him herself.
Sshh! Sshh!
The icy sword lights surged forward, piercing through layer upon layer of images that abruptly emerged in the starlit seawater.
Those images were all illusory.
Therefore, they could not affect the attacks in any way.
What truly affected the battle was the force within the great vortex known as Star Tracing Backflow. No matter which side was fighting, they first had to overcome the rotational force of the seawater.
The lower a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator's cultivation, the greater the effect of that rotational force. Conversely, for a ninth-level Nascent Soul Realm expert like Gu Huaibei, it had little impact.
"I'm finished!"
Long Qing fled desperately, only to discover sword lights flashing toward him from behind. He simply could not move faster than those sword lights, and in that instant, his heart was filled with despair.
Whoosh!
An ancient image emerged from the seawater behind him.
The sharp sword lights vanished in