Li Yingqiong's magical power had already surpassed that of the Three Immortals and Two Elders in their day, and her Purple Ying Sword was unstoppable. Wherever its thousand-foot violet rainbow swept, Asuras, Yakshas, evil Ghosts... all were cut in two like grass beneath a scythe!
The flying swords, flying knives, flying forks, and all manner of offensive, defensive, and life-bound magic treasures they unleashed were no better than paper props, hacked apart or pierced straight through!
At first, they had hardly taken Li Yingqiong seriously. Now they finally understood how formidable she was. None dared meet her blade head-on, and they parted to either side like waves.
The thousand-foot Buddha seated in their midst gave an angry snort and pointed. Two flying swords came hurtling through the air, each a thousand-foot rainbow, advancing side by side to stop the Purple Ying Sword.
The three swords tangled together, ringing several times before bursting into crackling crashes.
Though neither sword alone could match Purple Ying, their combined power could surpass it, and they actually forced the Purple Ying Sword back.
"Tianhui! Yiguang!" Li Yingqiong called out the names of the enemy's swords, then shouted fiercely at the golden Buddha, "You're Miechenzi!"
Every disciple of the Emei Sect had heard their elders speak of the sect's two traitors: Blood God Son Deng Yin from the older generation, and Miechenzi Xiaoyue from the generation before theirs. Both were steeped in monstrous crimes, guilty of every unforgivable evil!
There was no need to speak of Blood God Son Deng Yin. After betraying the sect and leaving the mountain, Miechenzi had become Chan Master Xiaoyue, slaughtering his fellow disciples and seizing the two immortal swords left behind by Patriarch Longbrow.
The Emei Sect had sealed its mountain for decades of secluded cultivation. Its disciples had not