Yellow Springs Venerable leaped out of the desert.
He had long since lost the bearing befitting a Dou Zun expert. His clothes were in tatters, his hair hung loose behind his head, and blood seeped from his forehead and the corners of his mouth. Wounds large and small covered his body, inflicted by Iron Sword Venerable's sword intent, and his aura had grown extremely feeble.
His face was hideously contorted as he stared at Iron Sword Venerable with murderous frenzy. Madness, disbelief, and hysterical fury filled his eyes.
Boom!
Looking at the pale-faced Iron Sword Venerable in the sky, Yellow Springs Venerable's aura fluctuated, and another trickle of blood escaped the corner of his mouth.
But he had no time to spare for any of that. Only one thought remained in his mind.
I'll tear Iron Sword Venerable, the culprit behind all this, to pieces!
Whatever the price!
Whatever grievances or schemes Iron Sword Venerable might have!
He had always been a man who repaid even the slightest slight, and the humiliation Iron Sword Venerable had inflicted on him had already robbed him of his reason.
Boom!
As that thought arose, Yellow Springs Venerable struck his own chest with his palm. His sudden action brought a flicker of surprise to Iron Sword Venerable's face. With that blow, his aura weakened further, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Then Yellow Springs Venerable's aura began to climb. The barrier that had held him at the same level within the Dou Zun Realm for decades seemed not to exist.
Looking at the pale-faced Iron Sword Venerable in the sky, Yellow Springs Venerable's face twisted into a savage grin.
Even if I have to forcefully raise my cultivation with a secret technique, I'll kill Iron Sword!
Hiss!
But Yellow Springs Venerable was