"Then I won't disturb you any further, Fairy!"
Chen Feiyang sighed softly, cupped his hands in salute to Han Yuyao, and left in disappointment.
Seeing how decisive and ruthless Han Yuyao was, the other sword cultivators understood that nothing could be done and departed one after another.
Some sword cultivators, however, were unwilling to leave just like that and followed at a moderate distance.
They wanted to see for themselves just how Han Yuyao unraveled other sword intent creations. Wisps of concealed divine sense swept back and forth over Han Yuyao and Luo Qianqian.
A cold glint flashed through Han Yuyao's clear eyes. With a slight stir of her mind, strands of formless sword intent raced along those strands of divine sense toward their owners.
"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh..."
The sword cultivators in the distance who had yet to retreat all let out muffled groans. Their faces turned deathly pale, and their figures flickered, as though they might vanish from the Sword Ruins of Creation at any moment.
The sword cultivators dared not linger any longer, turning into streaks of light that disappeared into the distance.
"Sister Yu..."
Luo Qianqian looked toward Han Yuyao, wanting to say something.
Han Yuyao raised a hand to stop her. Gazing at a patch of empty space in the distance, she called out in a cool voice, "You skulking coward, are you still not going to show yourself?"
Hum!
Ripples of energy spread through the void, and a black-haired young man in water-blue robes appeared in midair.
The young man was tall and slender, with a composed face and dreamlike sky-blue eyes. Fluctuations of bitterly cold sword intent radiated around him, and his presence was unfathomable.
"What keen perception of the Sword Dao! You truly deserve to be called a Sword Dao prodigy capable of unraveling the Void Sword River!"
The blue-robed young man's voice was as cold and clear as frost, and he made no attempt to conceal his hostility.
Han Yuyao carefully sensed his presence, her expression shifting slightly as she asked with interest, "You're the creator of the Void Sword River?"
Luo Qianqian's expression grew solemn. The creator of the Void Sword River was a Sword Dao prodigy who had risen to fame three thousand years ago. Had he actually come in person?
The blue-robed young man answered frankly, "That's right. I am the creator of the Void Sword River, Ming Yu!"
"You unraveled my Void Sword River, then gave the immortal sword intent to your follower. You've gone too far!"
"Let's see just how you unraveled the Void Sword River!"
Before his words had faded, Ming Yu casually raised a hand. A Void Sword River materialized out of thin air and swept toward Han Yuyao, its undercurrents surging and its furious waves towering into the sky.
This Void Sword River was even more intricate than the one Han Yuyao had previously unraveled. The various sword intents within it were perfectly fused together, the might of each amplified to its limit.
Ming Yu had left behind a sword intent creation like the Void Sword River three thousand years ago. His understanding of the Sword Dao now far surpassed what it had been then. Though it was the same Void Sword River, its power had multiplied several times over.
Han Yuyao showed no fear. With casual sweeps of her hand, she sent sword intent creations into the Void Sword River, and the pure sword intents within it rapidly vanished one after another.
In the blink of an eye, the entire Void Sword River disappeared completely from the world.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a black sword gleam radiating sky-piercing killing intent flashed through the void.
It was a pitch-black sword barely an inch long. Erupting with killing intent as vast and overwhelming as an ocean, it pierced through the void and arrived before Han Yuyao in an instant.
"Sister Yu, watch out! That's the Soul-Annihilating Killing Sword! It can kill across space and time even inside the Sword Ruins of Creation!" Luo Qianqian cried out.
The Sword Ruins of Creation was an illusory realm of the sea of consciousness that lay between reality and illusion. Under normal circumstances, only a sword cultivator's mental consciousness entered this place, but certain treasures could also be brought inside.
This Soul-Annihilating Killing Sword was precisely such a treasure!
Moreover, it was a treasure specifically meant to target the soul!
Divine light blazed in Han Yuyao's eyes. Her essence, Qi, and spirit converged into a formless sword that slashed toward the Soul-Annihilating Killing Sword. Vast scenes faintly emerged around her: the sun and moon lost their light, countless stars fell together, mountains and rivers collapsed, and gods and devils spilled blood...
No Dao in the Heavens!
Clang!
The formless sword collided with the Soul-Annihilating Killing Sword, producing a clear ring of metal striking metal.
At that moment, all the energy contained within the Soul-Annihilating Killing Sword vanished without a trace, and it fell from the sky like an ordinary sword.
Ming Yu's pupils abruptly contracted. This was the Soul-Annihilating Killing Sword he had brought out of the Sinful Sword Cavern, a secret treasure specifically meant to attack the soul!
Even among the Sword Emperors who had comprehended Emperor Realm sword intent, no one had ever escaped death by this sword, yet now it had failed!
Just what kind of Sword Dao divine ability was this?
"Go!"
Just then, Han Yuyao gave a crisp shout.
The formless sword that had defeated the Soul-Annihilating Killing Sword did not dissipate. Instead, it grew even more condensed, crossing the void to arrive before Ming Yu's eyes in an instant.
Ming Yu's expression changed drastically, and an ice-blue palace of sword intent appeared around him.
Every brick and tile contained a different sword intent. Frost patterns covered its gatehouse and upturned eaves, bitter cold hung in the air, and sword intent soared into the sky as the palace enclosed him.
Yet the moment this sword palace touched the formless sword, it crumbled and collapsed, unable to hinder it in the slightest.
Such was the overwhelming might of No Dao in the Heavens!
One sword left its sheath, and the myriad Daos were extinguished!
Unimpeded, the formless sword sank into the point between Ming Yu's brows.
Ming Yu immediately felt the Sword Dao he had comprehended breaking apart and dissipating. He soon lost consciousness, and his figure vanished from the Sword Ruins of Creation.
Han Yuyao had forcibly annihilated this strand of mental consciousness belonging to the creator of the Void Sword River!
So what if he was a Sword Dao prodigy from three thousand years ago?
He was not qualified to throw his weight around in the Mortal Realm Sword Ruins!
"Sister Yu, you're amazing!"
Luo Qianqian's pretty face was filled with wonder. Then she gritted her teeth and said, "To think the creator of the Void Sword River would be so despicable!"
"Using a secret treasure like the Soul-Annihilating Killing Sword in the Mortal Realm Sword Ruins-how utterly shameless!"
Han Yuyao said indifferently, "I'll just teach him a lesson this time. I'll go find him myself in the future."
Luo Qianqian picked up the short black sword from the ground and handed it to Han Yuyao. "Sister Yu, this is a secret treasure refined by a Sword Emperor! It's one of the very few treasures that can be brought into the Sword Ruins of Creation!"
"It specifically attacks the soul. Even a Sword Emperor would probably fall prey to it if caught off guard!"
"Luckily, your divine abilities are so powerful, Sister Yu. That's how you turned danger into safety!"
"I just don't know whether this secret treasure can still be used."
Han Yuyao took the short black sword and examined it carefully. She found it filled with destructive killing intent, with a deep presence of sin faintly lingering within.
So this was the Soul-Annihilating Killing Sword?
"I only sealed the Soul-Annihilating Killing Sword's energy temporarily. After some time, it'll return to normal on its own. It is quite a fine treasure!"
Han Yuyao spoke with calm composure and casually put away the Soul-Annihilating Killing Sword. Turning to Luo Qianqian, she continued, "How has your unraveling been going these past few days?"
"I can unravel some ordinary sword intent creations, but it takes me a long time. As for the overly complicated ones, I still can't unravel them yet." Luo Qianqian shook her head gently.
"Give it a try."
Han Yuyao gestured to Luo Qianqian.
Without further hesitation, Luo Qianqian began trying to unravel a sword intent creation on the spot.
With the support of the immortal sword intent, Luo Qianqian unraveled it with greater ease than before, making Han Yuyao nod inwardly again and again as she watched.
Han Yuyao gave Luo Qianqian a few simple pointers, then had her go elsewhere to unravel creations on her own, while she herself began unraveling other sword intent creations.