In the blink of an eye, Ling Yue Shang's sharp gaze locked onto one of the openings.
With a low shout, the flying sword in her hand immediately transformed into a streak of sword light and shot forth.
Earlier, at the daoist temple on Jue Mountain, Ling Yue Shang had risked her life to unleash her move, and even the spiritual radiance of her flying sword had greatly dimmed.
Even so, when the flying sword was activated now, the sword intent it erupted with remained astonishing.
The sword intent expanded, and streams of sword qi rushed out from within the flying sword.
The sword qi intertwined, forming a gigantic net.
At the same time, a cold tide surged forth on the wind from within the karst cave.
The cold tide slammed into the sword net formed from condensed sword qi, and the two different forces collided.
Bone-piercing frigid qi pervaded the cold tide.
Wherever the frigid qi reached, the sword qi activated by Ling Yue Shang instantly froze in midair before dissipating into nothingness.
Only countless ice crystals scattered across the ground like hailstones.
As streams of sword qi dissipated, even more sword qi immediately poured from the flying sword.
As a result, True Yuan around Ling Yue Shang's body fluctuated violently and drained at an alarming rate.
Seeing this scene, Su Shi'er's pupils contracted repeatedly.
Only then did he notice that similar ice crystals could be found everywhere throughout the space they were in.
Hmm? She had already recovered her cultivation?
In other words, the time I was unconscious after falling into the abyssal rift was far longer than I imagined?
These ice crystals covering the ground, combined with her practiced movements, clearly showed that she had long been familiar with the appearance of this cold tide...
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