The moment the two made their move, the entire sky was split cleanly into upper and lower halves. The lower half was entirely devoid of light, while True Fire blazed fiercely above. All the falling snow evaporated into nothingness in an instant, leaving only the twenty-eight white formation flags struggling to protect themselves within the flames.0

Clang!0

At that critical instant, a white jade spirit sword emerged from the great void, cold as autumn water and swift as thunder, pointed straight at Shilou Yingge!0

Zhusheng…0

This Jade True swordsman of the southern border had always been a close friend of the Azure Pond Sect. It was Li Zhouwei's first time seeing him, and his thoughts stirred slightly as he recalled the bitter expression Ning Wan had worn before.0

He is actually willing to interfere! Could it be… that he does not know Suiguan is behind this?0

He did not let himself be distracted. His thoughts merely shifted for a moment before the radiance at the center of his eyebrows burst forth. Yet it did not strike at Murong Yan, instead landing...0