His mind was set, with no hesitation left.
Hou Kang Sword rang as it was drawn from the sheath, the sword light flared up, Chen Yi's wrist sank, and he thrust a straight and precise strike toward the figures standing hand in hand on the horizontal branch of the ancient pine a hundred steps away.
The True Man Yunzhou, standing on the branch, didn't even fully turn his head, only glanced at the sword light with the corner of his eye. The wrist caught by the White Lotus Saint Mother still didn't move, but his other free hand casually lifted upward.
The True Man Yunzhou and the White Lotus Saint Mother on the horizontal branch, along with the section of branch they stood on, were suddenly lifted and disappeared in front of Chen Yi's eyes, as if pulled away by an invisible giant hand from the scene.
Divine Realm Communication, appearing at will, free and unrestrained... Chen Yi's heart trembled.
