A lone plume rises straight over the vast desert, the setting sun hangs round above the long river!

Yet even though Shi Yi was furious, his attacks against Lin Ke remained woefully inadequate.

Fourth Realm against Third Realm, yet he still struggled!

How humiliating was that?

Under this barrage, Lin Ke's movements did not grow sluggish. Instead, he became ever more slippery.

Nine-twist fallen dragon intent!

Everything he had gained from Cloud Dream Marsh was being fused into a single whole.

Shi Yi's attacks were like a hammer in a furnace, beating the impurities out of Lin Ke's body, blow by blow.

A treasured sword's keen edge comes from grinding!

Lin Ke, who already possessed sword intent, was now slowly honing an intent for his movement techniques.

Tiger, python, toad, bird, ox...

The various animal intents he had learned in Cloud Dream Marsh were gradually coming together.

Shi Yi had a discerning eye and naturally noticed this too.

Just as Lin Ke reached the critical moment, Shi Yi's true body suddenly shuddered.

"Hah!"

A stone chisel shot out of the black hole in the mountainside, heading straight for the space between Lin Ke's brows.

The Confucian School's Tongue-and-Sword Combat!

The chisel's head was mottled with rust, and its entire shaft was coated in gray stone dust, through which the nearly rotten wood was faintly visible.

Clearly, this was a chisel someone had abandoned while excavating the iron ore that formed Shi Yi's true body.

The literary qi within it was immensely dense, mingled with true qi and demonic aura. It had faintly reached the level of a secret treasure.

Once both its head and shaft had completely turned to stone, the chisel would become linked to Shi Yi's mind and ascend into a rare treasure!

Although it was not yet a rare treasure, it already possessed an ancient, imposing air.

The chisel flew out like an entire mountain