Although Cheng Jingyun was startled, she did not panic. Instead, she activated the Heavenly Capital Golden Cauldron. Faintly, one Golden Dragon after another swam into view within it, while an immense force of suction poured from the cauldron's mouth, enveloping the Taiji Dharma Platform.
Yet Yang Huai's figure silently vanished. When he reappeared, he was instead close to Cheng Jingyun. Nine-colored light continuously flickered over the Junting Ancient Sword in his hand, and incomparably sharp sword radiance carved deep sword marks into the golden spiritual light condensed around the Heavenly Capital Golden Cauldron.
That vast and majestic force of suction could not draw in his true body.
Cheng Jingyun was greatly shocked as well.
She was even somewhat angered. Her cultivation was still lacking; she could not fully and thoroughly unleash the Heavenly Capital Golden Cauldron's power.
She plucked the Heavenly Cycle Immortal Zither in her hand with all her strength. In the next instant, the colors of sun and moon emerged behind her. As the zither's melody rang long and clear, immortal light like that of the sun and moon surfaced over her slender, fair hands. Yin and yang transformed into sharp blades and erupted along with the music, their dazzling brilliance capable of cleaving through the void.
However, Yang Huai moved even faster. With a flash of sword light, he easily split open space. The nine-colored sword light interrupted her zither melody once again, and a vast sword intent, as though descending from the heavens, violently struck the precious Heavenly Capital Golden Cauldron.
Its force was unmatched.
The sharp sword qi was secondary. Thread after thread of sword light, containing blazing heat, bitter chill, the five elements, and even the five aggregates and seven emotions, passed through the golden light from afar and faintly wounded Cheng Jingyun's innermost