"Hmph! Clever of you, but don't you think it's too late to leave now?"
Her gaze swept over Leng Yan in Su Shi'er's arms, and Li Piaoyue's face filled with grief and fury.
Driven by her anger, the true essence within her surged like wind roaring through pines and waterfalls crashing against stone.
She raised her delicate hand and unleashed one hundred and twenty percent of her power.
A ringing cry broke through a thousand waves; her sword rose again, and the wind raced across the wilds amid immortal waves.
Moonlit Sword Light manifested once more, towering and unshakable.
Sensing danger bearing down from behind, Yu Qingzi reacted swiftly. He immediately turned, channeling his power as he retreated.
His hands swept through the air, drawing in spiritual energy from every direction. In the blink of an eye, a translucent shield of energy condensed before him.
Against Li Piaoyue, he dared not let his guard down in the slightest.
In terms of cultivation and strength, he might have ranked among the finest Golden Pill Cultivators. Yet... compared with Li Piaoyue, a True Disciple of the Phantom Star Sect, he still fell considerably short in both talent and strength.
An instant of change, an instant between life and death!
The moonlit Sword Light flashed past. The next moment, Yu Qingzi's retreating figure stopped abruptly.
He lowered his head and saw a sword wound across his waist, his belly split open and his entrails spilling out.
"You... I... I won't accept this! I won't!"
A cry of grief and fury followed, his hoarse voice laying bare his unwillingness to accept his fate.
The injury to his flesh was secondary. More importantly, the golden pill within his dantian had also been wounded.
Struck by that sword, his golden pill stopped circulating altogether. Before it