A surge of Sword Qi, imbued with an overbearing fierce intent and wreathed in Nanming Demon Fire, shot toward the man's unguarded brow with a sharpness that could pierce gold and iron!
But the expected scene of his head exploding never came.
The Sword Qi, powerful enough to easily tear through ten feet of refined steel, struck the man's brow and produced a faint, crisp CLINK.
It was as if it had struck some invisible barrier. It failed to leave even a single white mark before abruptly dissipating, the Demon Fire extinguishing along with it.
"Hm?"
Qi Yun's pupils shrank slightly, a flicker of genuine astonishment crossing his eyes.
He knew the power of his Sword Qi all too well. An ordinary Qi Refining Late Stage Cultivator would have no hope of withstanding it without a Magical Artifact to block it directly.
But this man before him, his vital points sealed by Golden Needles, should have been unable to circulate his True Qi, rendering him completely helpless.
