That sword really did ‘shatter’ Yin Mianmian.
She flickered like a dream, and before the divine punishment of the sword’s light caught up to her, she vanished in a puff of remnants, leaving behind only a few broken ribbons fluttering in the breeze.
At that moment, the sword intent of the Spring Wind remarkably wavered for just a split second, allowing her to slip right through.
On the opposite eaves.
As she reassembled her form, she had already changed her appearance.
This woman was exquisitely enchanting, with hair dancing lightly in the wind, and under the moonlight, it shimmered with a hint of soft purple; her attire was identical to how Li Mo had seen that heavenly maiden just moments ago.
Her gaze lingered on Ying Bing before shifting to Li Mo, the anger in her eyes dissipating, replaced with an intriguing curiosity.
“Is Liu Wuyan fiercely protective of her man?”
“Hehe, what if I were to take on your three swords and steal your husband for myself?”
Her voice was as melodious as flowing water, drawing hearts in an invisible yoke.
Qianlong List, sixth place, Eight Apertures of Guan Shen!
Every hero on the Qianlong List possessed the strength to battle beyond their realm.
After all, Ice Chunk was only just entering the Observation Realm, so who knows…
Li Mo glanced at Ying Bing’s flawless profile, ultimately deciding to remain silent.
Why would she ever not embrace a challenge?
Whoosh—
As the aura of the Phoenix surged, the girl stepped onto the roof.
The moonlight was pure, illuminating her skin like jade and porcelain.
A divine pattern faintly shimmered on her brow, the hem of her blue floral skirt lightly swayed, adding a touch of mortal charm to her otherworldly beauty.
Under the moonlight.
Two stunning figures, each with their unique allure, stood opposed, their momentum creating an atmosphere of tense rivalry.
This was also a clash of spirits.
Yin Mianmian, with a cunning smile, appeared almost melancholic:
“Li Langjun, do you think I’m beautiful?”
Li Mo: “…..”
You don’t happen to know my master, do you? Trying to pull off the ‘King of the Fighters’ gig?
Is this your way of screening the candidates?
“Were you malnourished as a child?”
“Ah?”
Yin Mianmian froze for a moment; she had just used the Heart Confounding Technique to perfection. It could make even the toughest young man feel softened.
Look at Zhong Zhenyue; he was practically drooling.
Why wasn’t he hesitating for even a second, coming across so resolutely?
Li Mo’s eyes gleamed with pity, as if looking at a helpless little creature:
“You really haven’t developed well, Auntie.”
Bang—
A tile beneath Yin Mianmian’s feet shattered, her soft and gentle aura revealing a flaw, causing her to falter in a moment of competitive tension.
“k*ll her…”
Swish—
The Phoenix aura surged.
Tian Shuang seized the right moment, pure and imposing, shining directly into her opening.
Ice Chunk engaged in battle with Yin Mianmian.
Li Mo looked up to see on the roof, a heavenly maiden and a spiritual figure clashing with their sword intents, making it nearly impossible to determine a victor.
Was Yin Mianmian holding back?
That thought arose in his mind.
The divine intent of the Eight Apertures of Guan Shen should not be this weak; fighting in close quarters should be a piece of cake.
Yet now, the vibrations of Yin Mianmian’s consciousness soul suggested she was barely at the Three Apertures of Guan Shen level.
Was she afraid of attracting attention from the Sword City’s powerful forces, or was there another agenda at play?
Surely this enchantress wasn’t really trying to compete on equal grounds with Ice Chunk?
There was no time for further contemplation.
Whoosh—
A long spear shot straight at him.
Zhong Zhenyue’s stern face was clouded, but his eyes were vehemently furious, as if his beloved goddess had been insulted.
In the blink of an eye, the spear lunged like a dragon, the murderous aura soaring, and it reached right before him.
Seven k*ll Breaking Formation Spear, a mid-tier absolute technique; the King of South Border had once used this polearm to slay a fourth-tier Disaster Beast, making waves across the South Border.
Now wielded by Zhong Zhenyue, it had reached perfect mastery.
But still, not transformative.
Clang—
With a resounding clash of metals, the sword pellet emitted a dazzling light, solidifying while enveloping the Crimson Sky Sword, forcefully striking against the flaw in the spear.
Zhong Zhenyue was on the defensive.
Fighting for his flaw, fueled by bl**d and courage, he recklessly tried to smash Li Mo’s shoulder with the spear even as the Crimson Sky Sword, empowered by the sword pellet, advanced toward him.
Little Li frowned.
This Yin Mianmian was certainly acting intentionally.
Even wielding just the sword, Zhong Zhenyue couldn’t compare.
But that enchantress insisted Zhong Zhenyue bet his life against her, not just hoping to capture him, but practically wanting him to d*e at her hands.
The King of South Border was already at the sixth realm, commanding three hundred thousand elite troops, strong enough to contend with the masters of Xuan.
“Wake him up.”
“People regain clarity in life-and-d*ath crises.”
Thus.
Li Mo darted around like a gust of wind, allowing the spear to wreak havoc on the Meihua Pavilion.
Focusing his mind deeply into the seed of the realm, he wanted to pull out his hammer.
Um…
Wait a second.
The Stellar Rod was in the spatial void.
Almost ended up grabbing the Planetary Cataclysm Hammer by mistake.
Ah, just a tiny blunder, nothing significant there!
Gripping the Stellar Rod, the sword pellet returned to his Dantian, while three Xuan Dand appeared, swirling around him, the murderous aura erupting from his body.
The divine pattern on the little figure in his Dantian glimmered, causing Zhong Zhenyue’s movements to appear slow in Li Mo’s eyes.
With the yin-yang aura coiling, Li Mo raised the Stellar Rod.
“!”
Zhong Zhenyue seemed to see a massive mountain pressing down on him.
In an instant, he caught a whiff of d*ath.
His gaze instantly cleared.
Whoosh—
The Stellar Rod hovered at his nose, the fierce murderous aura making his skin tighten, even the very hairs on his head were blown back.
Gulp—
Zhong Zhenyue swallowed hard.
“Are you awake now?”
“Bro, can you put the hammer away? I kinda… can’t hold my pee.”
“……”
Li Mo’s lips twitched as he sheathed the hammer, stepping in to assist Little Princess Jiang.
Yin Mianmian hadn’t come alone; inside the Misty Rain Tower were also assassins attempting to hinder Jiang Chulong.
More than a dozen at the Xuan Dan Realm, along with a few at the Observation Realm, not a single one could break through her sword barrier.
As Li Mo joined the fray, everything became simpler.
The young man was slashing away while angrily shouting:
“Remakes aren’t free-form writing; who taught you to use crooked penmanship?”
“Apologize!”
“Crooked pen? I’ll smash your head crooked!”
…..
Zhong Zhenyue’s scalp tingled as he watched that youthful figure.
He wasn’t joking, nor was he lacking spirit.
That terrifying hammer just moments ago, accompanied by surging infernal flames crashing down, had nearly brushed against his nose, mere inches away.
He’d faced hundreds of beasts in the South Border, yet never felt this terrified.
He truly wasn’t afraid of d*ath.
But just now, he almost wet himself.
Zhong Zhenyue recalled his sword skills, like an absolute sword immortal, for a moment doubting whether or not he had just woken from sleep.
You call this… sword immortal?
The battle on the rooftop had heated up.
Yin Mianmian looked into the distance, seemingly sensing something, and she turned with a smile:
“Fairy sister, next time we meet, I won’t hold back!”
Responding to her was another sword from Ying Bing.
But, like before, Yin Mianmian’s figure flickered and vanished right then and there.
It was unclear whether she had achieved some goal, or if her thoughts were simply whimsical and unpredictable, or perhaps a mix of both.
In her voice, there was no hint of defeat or retreat, but rather a sound resembling the most entertaining joke in the world.
“Hahahahaha… Li, Sword, Immortal?”
“If you win the summit and become the Conqueror of the Cloud Sword, that would definitely be even more amusing~”
Her voice gradually faded into the distance.
