SWISH!
Sword Light bloomed in the air. Ye Wushuang, gripping his Ancient Sword, lunged at the black-robed elder!
The black-robed elder sneered, his figure flickering as he swiftly dodged.
His speed was incredible, leaving only afterimages that seemed unreal to the eye.
Ye Wushuang's sword struck empty air. The sharp edge of his blade pierced the void, but it missed its target.
"Ignorant fool! A mere Spiritual Spring Ninth Layer practitioner dares to dream of challenging someone at the Yang Destruction Level!" The black-robed elder's figure had already appeared behind Ye Wushuang, moving like the wind. He thrust out a palm, and a torrent of boiling True Essence surged forward like an overwhelming wave, enveloping Ye Wushuang's back.
'So this is the Yang Destruction Level... such incredible speed!'
Ye Wushuang's eyes narrowed. Sensing the danger from behind, his body flickered. In the instant he turned, he swept out a sheet of Sword Light.
BOOM!
