"Fellow Daoist Su! Look!"
Ling Yue Shang's voice rang out.
Su Shi'er's pupils suddenly contracted.
He had not needed Ling Yue Shang's reminder at all.
The instant the Divine Weapon Heavenly Sword stirred a change in the Sword Light before the gate, he had already pushed Silent Sword Viewing to its limit as his cultivation method circulated within him.
Before his eyes—
Dozens of sword marks flickered in and out of sight, each one closely linked to the formation restrictions on the ancient gate.
Yet at the very instant the azure sword energy left the ancient gate and struck toward the Divine Weapon Heavenly Sword—
One sword mark at the side of the ancient gate dimmed slightly.
A nearly imperceptible crack in the formation flashed through Su Shi'er's senses.
An opportunity!
Su Shi'er's heart pounded wildly.
There was no time to explain further to the others.
The Sword Art in his hands changed rapidly, while the True Yuan within him surged madly toward his fingertips like a river bursting through its banks.
Within his sea of consciousness—
The soul power that had yet to fully recover was drained by more than half in that instant.
"Silent Sword Viewing!"
"Boundless!"
Su Shi'er gave a soft shout.
A faint wisp of Sword Light quietly emerged from his fingertips.
The Sword Light possessed not the slightest astonishing might.
Yet the moment it left his body, it vanished into thin air.
When it reappeared—
It had already landed upon that fleeting crack in the formation before the ancient gate of the Immortal Mansion.
This strike was not aimed at the azure Sword Light before the gate, much less at the entire ancient gate of the Immortal Mansion.
It targeted the sliver of emptiness between the sword marks on the ancient gate and the formation