Seeing Ling Chuxi make a move so fast, Qing Lingyan did not dare to be careless. Her eyes flashed with an odd light as she used the Sword Heart Soul Breaking Technique, the strongest technique of the Cold Moon Palace, the one that kept them in existence until this very day.
However, Ling Chuxi only barked out an amused laugh. If it were the past, this Sword Heart Soul Breaking Technique could perhaps affect her a little, but now, after learning the Mind Training Chant, her divine consciousness was already much stronger than experts of the same level. Additionally, since she had the Core of Martial Path, Qing Lingyan’s Sword Heart Soul Breaking Technique was entirely useless on her.
Qi of True Essence flowed at a great speed and the Luo Chen Sword’s stance did not turn the least bit sluggish, instead becoming even more swift.
Seeing Ling Chuxi’s challenging gaze and her sword stance becoming even faster, Qing Lingyan was shocked and immediately pulled back her sword. She weaved sword shadows that looked like thunderstorms gathering rain, but in Ling Chuxi’s eyes, her actions were so very slow.
With a flash, the Luo Chen Sword had passed through the sword shadows. Qing Lingyan could almost feel the eerie coldness and murderous aura of the sword.
“Her cultivation…. how has it became so strong?!” Qing Lingyan’s face turned deathly pale, and without thinking twice, she hastily retreated.
Qing Lingyan’s movements were fast, but the Luo Chen Sword was even faster. That razor sharp sword tip kept coming closer, and the howling of the blade against air was deafening.
“Help!” Qing Lingyan screamed, feeling close to death for the first time in her life.
Ling Chuxi initially wanted to kill Qing Lingyan with a single move, but there was an uneasy feeling in her heart, as if there was a predator waiting in the dark to strike.
Ling Chuxi instinctively pulled back her sword and turned around to slash out. All she saw was a wooden staff swinging towards her back at lightning speed. The sword and the staff collided, creating sparks. A huge Qi of True Essence came surging towards her, and Ling Chuxi was shaken into taking a few steps back before stabilizing her mind again.
‘Despicable!’ Only now did Ling Chuxi realize that Qing Lingyan had a partner. She was lucky that ever since she cultivated the Mind Training Chant, she had a heightened perception for danger. If she hadn’t, that blow just now would have undoubtedly caused severe injuries.
At that moment, a woman holding a wooden staff walked out of the shadows.
Although it was almost impossible to tell her age, seeing her figure and features, it could be said that she was once very beautiful. However, her face was covered in hideous scars, and under the blood-colored mist, she appeared even more terrifying. Her eyes burned with an intense rage and loathing.
“And who are you?” Ling Chuxi looked at that bloody face and vicious gaze and shuddered.
She wasn’t scared, but she just thought of something—was this woman also one of Huangfu Qingjue’s secret admirers? Just the thought of it gave Ling Chuxi goosebumps. Hopefully, Qingjue’s charm wasn’t that great.
“Who am I? Hahaha! You killed my beloved man and can still ask me who I am?! Although I hated him and wished I could cut him into pieces, he was mine and only I could kill him!” Aunt Yi roared manically, her fingernails drawing bloody lines across her face yet again.
“He was your beloved man, but you also hated him and wished that you could cut him into pieces?” Ling Chuxi pondered the conflicting words for a while, but still could not understand. However, one thing was for sure: This woman’s mind was not much better than Qing Lingyan’s.
“Fengyun, wait for me… Very soon I will take revenge for you, then I will come and accompany you. We will never be apart again, and will be together forever and ever…” Aunt Yi whispered, her face streaked with blood and tears.