With that, Ling Shuang turned her wrist and summoned the Taicang Sword.
She then locked onto Yang Lingrui's location with her divine sense and began inch by inch to push the Taicang Sword from its sheath.
To Peng Tao and the other man standing nearby, this process of drawing the sword seemed like removing something that had been suppressing an inferno.
As the blade slowly emerged, countless razor-sharp, flesh-devouring Sword Qi burst forth.
Along with them came a surging killing intent as deep as an abyss and as vast as an ocean, seemingly without end.
The Sword Qi swept up that killing intent, wave upon wave like a rising tide, until it formed a city-crushing, world-overwhelming force that filled the entire heavens and earth.
When nearly four inches of the Taicang Sword's blade had left its sheath, Ling Shuang raised a finger and lightly tapped it, halting its momentum. She said slowly, "This much is enough."
Hearing this, Peng Tao and the other man turned their gazes once more toward Yang Lingrui in the depths of the icy cavern.
With the killing intent unleashed by Ling Shuang's drawn sword lending him support, the stalemate within began to shift beneath the crisscrossing Sword Qi that filled the sky.
Yang Lingrui possessed extraordinary Killing Dao Talent. The instant the Taicang Sword Qi and killing intent appeared, he realized he had gained powerful aid.
Thus, he directly used himself as a vessel for killing intent. Through the path of Slaughter oneself to achieve Dao that he had comprehended earlier, he drew all the killing intent released by Ling Shuang into the icy cavern.
Though she was not a cultivator of the Killing Dao, the sharpness and edge unique to a sword cultivator played an immensely important role at this moment.
After the pressure