Hu Yunni drifted over and glanced at the headless corpse. "What treasure did that old fellow have on him?"
The tip of the Flying Scale Sword lifted.
Yet Hu Yunni saw nothing at the sword tip. She turned to Leng Tieya in confusion.
Leng Tieya flicked the Flying Scale Sword.
"Cling..."
A clear chime rang out from the sword tip.
Hu Yunni thrust her sword at it, only to stab empty air. Refusing to believe it, she continued attacking.
Yet every thrust struck nothing.
The more she missed, the less willing she was to accept it, so she kept stabbing, only to miss time and again.
Leng Tieya shook his head with a smile and lifted the sword tip.
"Cling..."
The clear chime sounded again.
She stared in astonishment at the empty space where Leng Tieya's sword tip pointed and stabbed at it.
But she still hit nothing.
"Strange!" Refusing to believe it, she pressed her sword tip against the spine of the Flying Scale Sword.
Her sword tip slid forward along the Flying Scale Sword, yet it still cut through empty air.
There was nothing but emptiness before the sword tip, without the slightest abnormality.
With a beckoning gesture, she summoned a stone, then swept her sleeve.
Bang! The stone shot toward the spot at the sword tip and exploded into a cloud of stone dust, which fluttered down in a fine shower.
Yet no shape of any object appeared.
"Strange!" Hu Yunni said in amazement. "There really is nothing there?"
Leng Tieya smiled and thrust the Flying Scale Sword forward, piercing into the stone dust.
"Cling..."
The stone dust suddenly rippled outward, repelled by an invisible force and forming a ring.
As the Flying Scale Sword withdrew, the stone dust gathered again, and the golden ring vanished once