The two clashed again, saber light and sword qi crisscrossing as the entire Main Peak shook incessantly, sending shattered stone and blood flying.
Yet Li Taosha had still underestimated Yun Che's talent for constantly absorbing immortal power. Before a hundred exchanges had passed, his immortal power began to fail, allowing Yun Che to find an opening and drive the Immortal-Splitting Saber straight through his shoulder blade.
"Aah!"
Li Taosha roared in pain and threw all his strength into ramming his head against Yun Che's chest, trying to put some distance between them. But Yun Che had already anticipated his move. His left hand shot out, forming an immortal seal that he slammed into Li Taosha's back.
"Myriad Worlds Thief-Catching Hand, absorb!"
Invisible threads instantly pierced Li Taosha's meridians, and his remaining immortal power surged wildly toward Yun Che. Li Taosha felt his strength draining away at an astonishing rate, as though his entire body had been hollowed out in an instant.
"No! Stop!"
He struggled frantically, trying to escape Yun Che's grasp, but the Myriad Worlds Thief-Catching Hand had already locked onto him. He could not break free at all.
In mere moments, his immortal power was exhausted, and he collapsed limply to the ground. His white hair rapidly grew dry and brittle, and his skin sagged. In an instant, he became an old man with one foot in the grave.
Yun Che pulled out the Immortal-Splitting Saber and laid it against Li Taosha's neck. "Talk. Where exactly are my master and my martial aunt?" he demanded coldly.
Li Taosha coughed up blood and gave a bitter laugh. "I told you, I gave them to the young sect master of the Yin-Yang Heaven Sect. Kill me or carve me up, do as you please. But you want me to beg