"Damn it! You little brats actually managed to activate Qionghua's flying sword."
The disdain in Ding Shoudian's eyes faded, replaced by a face full of rage.
With an angry roar, his figure turned into a streak of light and shot decisively toward the entrance of the Immortal Tomb.
His consciousness had been reborn through Ding Shoudian's dead body, but his cultivation had yet to return to its peak.
A cultivation merely comparable to the Body Integration stage was naturally enough to seize ordinary cultivators with ease.
But against Fairy Qionghua, even if it was only the residual power contained within the flying sword in her remains' hand, it was still far beyond his reach.
He knew far more about Fairy Qionghua than Su Shi'er and the others did, and he understood her capabilities all too well.
At his peak, even ordinary Immortals had to avoid him.
Yet Fairy Qionghua had, through careful scheming, slain him and suppressed his corpse within this Immortal Tomb for nearly ten thousand years.
Had he not, before his death, placed a trace of his remaining consciousness inside a Soul Devouring Worm that he had refined,
with the Immortal Tomb suppressing him, he would never have had a chance at rebirth.
Memories of the past flashed through his mind, and two traces of instinctive fear flickered in Ding Shoudian's eyes.
His reaction was swift as lightning.
But though he reacted quickly, the sword intent erupting from Fairy Qionghua's flying sword spread even faster.
The instant he moved, boundless sword intent had already descended ahead of him.
Then came terrifying sword qi that blotted out the sky and covered the earth, howling toward him.
Under the fierce sword qi, the evil aura around Ding Shoudian surged, yet it was like paper mache, easily shattered by the sword