At that moment, the Hurricane Demon Wolf King opened its enormous maw and let out an earth-shaking roar.
The roar swept across the entire Clear Grass Stream battlefield like an invisible giant beast, making everyone's hearts tremble.
Immediately afterward, countless jade-green Wind Blades suddenly surged out of that roar. Unlike ordinary wind blades, they radiated a razor-sharp aura, as though they could slice space apart.
These wind blades were formed entirely from wind soul power. Incomparably sharp, they could easily cut through any object.
Legend had it that once wind soul power was cultivated to a certain degree, it could even slice through space and time, severing fate and causality.
Now, these wind blades rapidly gathered in midair, forming a massive Wind Blade Array. Like an insurmountable wind wall, it slashed ferociously toward Ximen Rongcheng.
Beneath the white moonlight, the white-robed Ximen Rongcheng wore an aloof expression. His age was impossible to discern, and his bearing was elegant and dashing. His hair, eyebrows, and skin were snow-white; even his eyelashes were white. Those snowy brows and hair seemed to suggest that he was no longer young.
Yet on closer inspection, although his skin was white as snow, it was as delicate and rosy as creamy mutton-fat jade-unmistakably the skin of a young girl. Apart from his somewhat incongruous white eyebrows, his features were finely balanced and exquisitely handsome. White from head to toe, with white hair, white robes, and snow-white skin, he resembled a specter from the mysterious underworld!
Facing this terrifying Wind Blade Array, Ximen Rongcheng remained exceptionally calm, his eyes unfathomably deep.
In his mind, he swiftly worked through the exquisite saber techniques he had refined over many years.
Tempered by countless battles of life and death, grounded in years of accumulated cultivation, and driven by the imminent