The majestic sword pressure was not felt by the slender figure alone; the female cultivator was simply bearing the brunt of it.
In barely two or three breaths' time, the sword pressure originating from the sunken earth had swept across a radius of a hundred miles, violently elevating the concentration of the Innate Geng Metal Qi in this place by several tiers. For pure sword cultivators like Ye Ming and Su Yu, the resonance was even more intense.
With such a wondrous event before them, the group successively halted their fighting and released their spiritual qi to investigate. Among them, Ye Ming closed his eyes to sense it for a long time, then praised, "What a place where sword qi crisscrosses! The concentration of Innate Geng Metal Qi is already one thing, yet there is not the slightest trace of resentful, fierce baleful intent within it. The purity of this Geng Metal Qi is truly unimaginable. I imagine the senior of the sword path buried here all those years ago must have been someone of vast and magnanimous mind—indifferent to life and death, taking success and ruin lightly—only then could it be like this."
"If that is so, the value of this place might not be below the Donghou Tomb held by the Li Chen Sect," someone nearby calculated aloud. "Cultivating here should yield twice the results with half the effort."
Ye Ming nodded without speaking. At this, Su Yu brushed back her disheveled side hair from the battle and frowned as she said:
"Senior Brother Ye!"
"Hmm?"
"How is that strange brat from just now?" The female cultivator's tone of speech was thoroughly unpolite, yet everyone knew that the Azure Wave Flying Flame had precisely this sort of temper. Much of the time her nature was quite rash, concealing