An Azure Sun phantom appeared, seamless and perfectly balanced, yet edged with a keen sharpness.
Lin Ke swept his hand down hard, and the Azure Sun phantom instantly merged into his sword fingers.
"Slash!"
Azure Sun, slay demons!
Blazing flames burned fiercely, incinerating the incoming wind of Xun almost in an instant.
The keen sword intent severed the roots in a flash.
The next moment, Lin Ke looked toward the attacking false Shi Yi and kicked him aside.
Then he aimed his sword fingers at Daoist Zhi He. "Do you want to live or die?"
Daoist Zhi He's cheerful expression changed. "Intent? A Heavenly Prodigy indeed!"
In those few moments, the Azure Sun Sword Intent surged upstream, its flames nearly reaching the mouth of his Glazed Glass Bottle.
"Fire?"
Daoist Zhi He formed a hand seal. The Glazed Glass Bottle spun once, and the wind of Xun stopped abruptly, replaced by a spray of round, green raindrops.
Those drops shot toward the flames like marbles, each carrying a chilling cold. Even some of the trees beneath them slowly began to freeze.
"Hiss-"
Fire met ice, turning into the most ordinary water vapor and dispersing into the world.
The intent within them canceled each other out as well.
"What powerful sword intent! You're no rogue cultivator!" Daoist Zhi He's expression grew increasingly grave. "Are you Wu Bugong of the Dao Palace Sword Tomb? Or are you from the Daoist School's Sword-Washing Manor or Sword-Slaying Mountain? No, their Sage Sons don't possess this blazing-sun sword intent..."
As he spoke, Daoist Zhi He could not help hesitating. "Could you really be a rogue cultivator?"
But Lin Ke had no interest in listening to any of it.
With his sword fingers serving as his blade, he flew toward Daoist Zhi He, aiming straight between