I never expected this effeminate man to be so powerful. He even has a Top-grade Magical Artifact. I probably won't be able to take him down without playing my trump card.
But with his strength and cultivation, he should be among his sect's most elite Qi Refining Period disciples-a seedling for Foundation Establishment. Why would he be sent on such a dangerous mission?
Infiltrating enemy territory meant having neither favorable terrain nor local support. The mission was scarcely less dangerous than fighting on the front lines.
Their successful raid on the Spirit Herb Garden meant little; they had only succeeded because the sect had been caught unprepared. Once the losses reached a certain point and the Primordial Yang Sect reacted, sending Foundation Establishment cultivators to investigate, their chances of survival would truly be one in ten.
As Liu Yu gauged the effeminate man's strength, numerous thoughts flashed through his mind. Then, with a shift of his divine sense, he recalled the black blade.
Next, he tossed the mother blade in his hand into the air. The mother and son blades joined together, and the black blade instantly grew larger, reaching half a zhang in length and five cun in width. Its aura grew considerably stronger as well.
The blade turned slightly and continued its assault on the pink seal.
In this form, the Mother-and-Son Soul-Chasing Blades possessed their greatest power, but also consumed more magical power.
Realizing that he could not take down the effeminate man anytime soon, Liu Yu brushed a hand over his Storage Bag and took out the mid-grade fire spirit stone he had treasured for so long. Holding it, he absorbed its spiritual energy to replenish his magical power, preparing for a prolonged battle.
Clang!
Once again, needle tip met wheat awn. Having assumed its final