Shenwu Yi was using the recoil to float in the air. Then, she froze suddenly and spun around like a bent willow. Enveloped in dark red, profound light that resembled condensed blood, the Heartless Sword stabbed toward the back of Dian Jiuzhi’s neck like a stream of phantom light.0

Dian Jiuzhi instinctively turned around and swung his hand upward, creating a silver domain of destruction that instantly spread out and locked down the space Shenwu Yi existed in like a sky dome. There was a muffled explosion, and he saw her silhouette and aura being consumed by the destructive energies. 0

At the same time, a cold chill touched the left side of his neck. Chiang!0

Although Dian Jiuzhi didn’t use all of his strength, he had just launched an attack. Despite his protective, profound energy, Shenwu Yi’s sword was able to pierce his flesh and drew a thin, disjointed arc of blood in the air.0

When Dian Jiuzhi hastily turned his head and looked, he saw a single bead of blood and the dark red sword that pierced the left side of his neck. However, he ultimately possessed fifty-two sexagenary years of knowledge and experience. A sufficient amount of profound way instinct had been engraved into his body long ago. The moment his spiritual senses locked onto Shenwu Yi once more, his body and power almost reacted before his thoughts. His left hand made a reverse grab for the sword while his right arm spun his torso around and launched an upward palm strike.1

Kaboom! The power of Boundless was unquestionably forceful. Dian Jiuzhi had barely gathered any strength before launching the palm strike. Yet, the attack still elicited a thunderclap and pushed away Shenwu Yi and the Heartless Sword, both of which had not yet managed to slip away, instantly…0

… or did they? Once again, both the wielder and her weapon scattered into a shower of afterimages.0

“...!?” Dian Jiuzhi’s pupils contracted into pins. A familiar chill appeared behind him, and it was less than a third of a meter away from his back. As he had literally just...2