"Dong! Dong! Dong!"
It sounded like the booming of a great bell, yet also like a peal of urgent chimes.
A Golden Light Bell emerged from the cultivator at the perfection of Spirit Drawing, hovering above his head and shedding rays of golden light to protect him.
Zhao Yi's Battle Halberd struck as though tolling a bell, one blow after another, without the slightest concern for his expenditure of dharma power.
"Fellow Daoist, we didn't know they were your junior brothers. Both are only injured; their lives aren't in danger. We'll leave right now. What do you say? Demon cultivators are lurking nearby. It'll be trouble if we draw them here!"
The cultivator at the perfection of Spirit Drawing spoke urgently, his words sincere.
Zhao Yi sneered and paid him no heed. Seeing himself blocked by the golden bell, he roared, and a plume of essence qi wolf-smoke erupted from above his head, shooting a full ten feet high! The sight made the opposing cultivator's hair stand on end!
"Concurrent cultivation of body and dharma!"
A wail escaped him, followed by a cleaving stroke from the opposing Battle Halberd!
"Mountain-Breaking!"
The cultivator beneath the halberd stood motionless, as though his very soul had been cowed, watching helplessly as Zhao Yi broke through the Golden Light Bell and then split him in two.
Zhao Yi then knocked away the flying sword beside him with a backhand sweep of his halberd. The flying sword beneath his feet shot forward, and a loud bang rang out.
Zhao Yi was already beside another cultivator. His Battle Halberd swept across, cutting him in half at the waist, then flicked upward, tearing open his chest!
The other cultivator besieging Zhao Yi was frightened out of his wits. He turned and fled, but a few flashes of