Yun Sheng opened her eyes.
Azure light flickered in her eyes, her gaze cutting tiny fissures even into the air.
"I'm fine." Yun Sheng glanced at the three anxious figures. "I've obtained the sect's complete Sword Art inheritance."
Star Moon Demon Saint's gaze sharpened. "The one our lord practices?"
"Yes." Yun Sheng nodded. "Complete enough to cultivate all the way to Mahayana."
Heavenly Hatred True Lord and Changqingzi exchanged a glance, seeing the fervor in each other's eyes. Mahayana! Even in the Ancient Era, that realm had existed only in legends!
Yun Sheng turned to look at Yu Cheng'an in the distance.
She raised her right hand and formed a strange sword seal.
"Kill."
Just one word.
The entire Sword Mound erupted.
Tens of thousands of broken swords tore free of the ground, converging in midair into a mighty Iron Sword River.
The two humanoid phantoms fused into a Sword Cultivator Dharma Form a thousand feet tall. Wielding a colossal sword and bearing the formation's world-destroying might, it slashed down at Yu Cheng'an and his two companions.
"No! Don't you dare!"
Sensing the threat of death, Yu Cheng'an let out a piercing scream. He frantically burned his life-bound essence blood, driving a shield magic treasure to desperately block the blow.
Boom-
A tremendous roar resounded across the Gobi Desert. The three from the Great Yu Dynasty were instantly engulfed by endless sword qi.
"Even if they survive, they'll pay dearly for that." Changqingzi gloated.
Sword qi filling the sky slashed down.
As Yu Cheng'an stared at the world-destroying Sword Cultivator Dharma Form, his pupils shrank to pinpoints.
I can't block it.
Once that strike landed, all three of them would die.
"Chen Family Village! I will remember this!"
At the instant between life and death, Yu Cheng'an flicked his wrist.