"Hmph."
Li Yun gave a faint snort. Without any obvious movement, he stirred the Sword Intent within his body. Then he stepped forward.
In that instant, his entire presence transformed. It was as though a peerless divine sword had been drawn from its sheath, its edge flashing with cold brilliance. An invisible sharpness radiated outward, cutting through the air itself.
Rip.
Xiao Feng's surging aura shattered at once, torn apart as if it had struck an unbreakable blade.
At the same time, that wisp of Sword Intent struck Xiao Feng directly. A horrifying sensation overwhelmed him, as though something invisible had slashed across his soul. His face drained of color. His eyes widened in terror. He coughed violently and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
"You… you…" Xiao Feng stared at Li Yun, shock written all over his face, yet he could not complete a single sentence.
Li Yun looked at him calmly.
