Qingyi sensed the danger immediately.
Even though it wasn't a life-or-death battle, every hair on his body stood on end, and his eyes quivered as he gritted his teeth.
This might not be a fatal attack, but he had to dodge it at all costs.
Qingyi arched his body and the tip of Qingxue's black blade grazed his throat, drawing a single drop of blood.
Spinning around, he activated the lightning steps, opening up space between him and Elder Qingxue.
"This is the only chance I'm going to give you. Use all your power, don't hold back." The elder repeated, her cold, serene voice causing the handsome young man to shiver.
That woman was truly frightening.
Qingyi sighed heavily and deactivated the concealment arrays of the three-bladed monarch set.
His cultivation of the sixth stage of the Golden Core realm exploded with maximum power and blue lightning covered in silver threads spread across his body, burning everything they touched.
He observed Qingxue's beautiful, delicate face.
