A deep chill flashed through his eyes. He reached into the void with both hands, and the Black-and-White Twin Swords appeared in his grasp the next instant. The sharpness flashing from them sliced space open with the slightest movement.
The Taiji Dao Imprints spun rapidly in his eyes, runes rising and sinking within them.
He felt that the world before him was so clear. As he looked at the black-robed man, the man's every movement seemed to appear in his mind.
A ripple came from the void before him. He easily dodged it with a tilt of his head, then tapped the ground with his toes, and an Eight-Direction Formation Diagram appeared beneath his feet.
Behind him, the phantom of a Kunpeng that blotted out the sky and sun also faintly emerged. His figure flickered several times on the spot before appearing before the black-robed man.
He swung the Twin Swords in his hands. In an instant, countless densely packed sword rays appeared across the black-robed man's body, and a dazzling light flared.
The black-robed man's body was instantly left in tatters, pierced through by sword ray after sword ray. Shi Qingyun appeared behind him.
The Twin Swords in his hands trembled incessantly in the void. After so many high-speed swings, even their exceptional hardness could not keep them from shaking wildly.
"In the end, he was only a puppet. Though his body remained, he couldn't use the Precious Techniques he had in life!"
As his words fell, the black-robed man toppled stiffly backward. Yet a new change appeared in the black flames in his eye sockets, where something seemed to twist amid indistinct shadows.
Wisps of black-and-white qi lingered at the corners of Shi Qingyun's eyes. With one step, he arrived on the battlefield where Shi Hao and Youyan