Feng Jueâs display of sword mastery was absolutely terrifying; even those of a higher realm would likely struggle in battle against it, a testament to the Sword Sect Masterâs prowess. Though young, his combat strength was not inferior to that of other Sect Masters from the top-tier forces.
Hundreds of longswords transformed into thousands, storming down upon the mountain. In an instant, the entire Snow Mountain trembled, and a vast, deep crater appeared. The accumulated snow cascaded down, nearly causing an avalanche.
At this time, Ye Luo had not anticipated Feng Jueâs frenzied assault, which unleashed such a widespread attack that he had no chance to escape.
Facing the fearsome onslaught, Ye Luo had no choice but to utilize the Eight Feet Mirror and channel all his strength to resist, yet he still sustained severe damage.
While he was hidden, that didnât mean he didnât exist. He was merely invisible to the average person, but an attack landing on his location would still hit him.
Fortunately, the opponentâs attack was dispersed over a broad area. Had it been concentrated on him, he feared he would have vanished from this world entirely.
Spurt!
A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out as Ye Luoâs form was revealed. His body was sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground, his complexion deathly pale, with his internal organs severely damaged.
If it werenât for the Eight Feet Mirror blocking most of the energy onslaught, coupled with his flesh reaching the middle stage of the spiritual body realm, he likely couldnât have withstood such a devastating attack.
The fact that Ye Luo, a third layer Saint Realm martial artist, survived an attack from a Controlling Qi Realm powerhouse was nothing short of miraculous.
Meanwhile, the crowdâs gaze had settled on Ye Luo. Seeing this youth appear so suddenly, they all were shocked.
They quickly realized that the Spiritual Medicine must have fallen into his hands. This youth had concealed himself using unknown means and was now driven out by Feng Jueâs terrifying attack.
However, when they recognized Ye Luoâs strength, they were all astounded. A mere third layer Saint Realm individual was like an ant in their eyes.
Such a being even dared to compete for Spiritual Medicine in front of a group of Spirit Sea Realm and Controlling Qi Realm powerhousesâthe audacity was unparalleled.
"Boy, if you think you can deceive me, think again. Hand over the Spiritual Medicine obediently, and Iâll leave your corpse intact!"
Feng Jue glared at Ye Luo, his eyes flashing with a fierce killing intent as he spoke, his terrifying aura pressing down on Ye Luo.
Ye Luo spat out another mouthful of blood, stumbling backward, his complexion ghostly white, his eyebrows knitted in pain as he pondered how to handle the current predicament.
"Kid, you, a Saint Realm nobody, covet that precious Spiritual Medicine? Youâre courting death. Surrender the medicine to me, and I can ensure your safety," said Ba Tiandao, approaching with a cold stare fixed on Ye Luo.
"Dao Sect Master Ba, what is the meaning of this? Do you wish to oppose me?" Feng Jueâs face darkened as he shot a glance at Ba Tiandao.
"Hmph, my Dao Sect has always been an enemy of your Sword Sect. Whatâs wrong with opposing you? Today, with me, Ba Tiandao, here, donât even think about getting that Spiritual Medicine," Ba Tiandao retorted coldly, his eyes displaying a hint of disdain as he glanced at Feng Jue.
Dao Sect and Sword Sect had been sworn enemies over certain matters, with members of the two great sects always clashing and being uncompromising upon encountering each other!
"If that is so, then I shall truly experience Dao Sectâs swordsmanship today!" Feng Jue declared.
"I, too, am curious to see how well youâve managed to master your Sword Sectâs swordsmanship," Ba Tiandao responded unflinchingly.
"Young man, the Spiritual Medicine is not something you can obtain. Hand it over, and I can allow you to join my Seven Stars Pavilion!"
Pavilion Master Jun Tianhao of the Seven Stars Pavilion and Tian Quan Pavilion looked at Ye Luo and said the same, his eyes flashing with brilliance.
"Elder Ao Long, what should we do now? It seems like Iâm about to meet my end."
Ye Luo couldnât help but say in his heart, his complexion extremely solemn.
"Donât worry, you wonât die!"
Elder Ao Long said with certainty.
Just then, a gust of wind surged, and an old crone wearing a white robe, her hair pale and her face full of wrinkles, appeared here. It was the same old woman who had appeared previously in the valley of Snow Palace, who was also the mentor of Lan Yuqiong.
"Mentor!"
Seeing the old woman appear, Lan Yuqiong wore a look of surprise, displaying a hint of shock, and couldnât help casting a glance at Ye Luo, her eyes slightly concentrated, shimmering with a different color.
"Paying respects to Mentor!"
Lan Yuqiong immediately stepped forward and respectfully addressed the old woman, while the other elders from Snow Palace bowed and spoke in turn.
"Mentor?"
Feng Jue and others all fixed their gaze on the old woman, their eyes concentrated, gleaming with a weighty light.
And when Ye Luo saw the old woman appear, he guessed in his heart whether she might be here to help himâif so, then he might still save his own life.
"This Spiritual Medicine was born on the territory of my Snow Palace and should by rights belong to my Snow Palace. What are you people from the Great Sects trying to do, wanting to wage war against my Snow Palace?"
The old womanâs face was indifferent, and she spoke in a hoarse voice, carrying an invisible aura of authority.
"Elder, this..."
Feng Jue looked at the old woman, about to say something, but she immediately interrupted him.
"Young man, although you have a decent talent and are now the Sect Master of Sword Sect, you are still but a junior in front of me, Xue Lingyun. I am considering the face of a few of your Sword Sect ancestors, so today I donât wish to lay a hand on you, but donât assume that my Snow Palace doesnât have anyone!"
The old womanâs expression turned cold, and there was a hint of sternness in her tone.
"Xue Lingyun? The Palace Master of Snow Palace from a hundred years ago!"
Hearing the words of the old woman, Elder Wu Yong from Elixir Sect was startled, his eyes revealing a look of amazement as he regarded the old woman.
He might not have heard the name Xue Lingyun before, but he had. She was a personage from the Hidden Sect from a century ago, who was the Palace Master of Snow Palace at that time, a truly powerful being within the Hidden Sects.
He hadnât expected her to still be alive. Given her age, all present were merely her juniors.
Furthermore, the woman had been a warrior of the Controlling Qi Realm a hundred years prior, and it was unimaginable what level she had reached after a century.
With such a powerful being present, there was no possibility for them to acquire the Spiritual Medicine unless the old masters from their respective Great Sects showed up.
But those masters would only appear when their Sects faced crises, and it was impossible for them to appear just for a piece of Spiritual Medicine, let alone to confront such a figure from a hundred years ago.
Considering this, Wu Yong looked at the old woman and said, "I am the junior Wu Yong, unaware of Senior Snowâs presence. My apologies for any offense, please forgive us."