Steel-wrapped fingers locked around the neck, choking off Yu's breath. As the female cultivator suffocated, the atmosphere of the entire heaven and earth froze stiff as well.
Yu Ci suddenly felt the hand upon his forehead grow icy cold.
Yu was struggling. In terms of sheer power level, there was no absolute gap between them, yet the Heavy Artifact Sect leader stood right behind Yu, pinning the back of Yu's neck and locking down crucial acupoints. The exquisite technique acted like an invisible iron cage that bound Yu's limbs; no matter how Yu thrashed, the movements only grew more and more feeble.
Gradually, breath was cut off, strength was cut off, divine power empowerment... also cut off!
"She sealed off the divine power empowerment!"
That person's voice had changed tone, both because of the Heavy Artifact Sect leader's unfathomable methods and because of the unimaginable stance.
Yu Ci stared blankly for a long moment, forcibly suppressing his voice as he muttered in a deep tone, "How could she end up walking the same path as the Sunken Sword Cave master?"
Each sentence was spit out word by word; if not for this, he surely could not have reined in the surging emotions churning within his heart.
He remembered very clearly that right before entering the Boundary River source, the Sunken Sword Cave master and the Heavy Artifact Sect leader were still at loggerheads, and the former's blood-slaughtering sword qi had even killed three Heavy Artifact Sect cultivators. Aside from a blood feud, how could anything else possibly be accommodated between them?
He received no response, but he had not counted on one anyway. With his hand still pressed against his forehead, Yu Ci's gaze crossed the shadow of his wrist, watching the scene before him.
"Hahahaha... refreshing!"
The Sunken Sword