165 Elder Sword

Qin Yun led Yi Xiao as they proceeded forward under the protection of the Cyclic Sword Flash barrier. The Heavy Sand Sword was kept in his sleeve, constantly prepared for any situation.

The long corridor was dark, with stone lining the walls.

While they proceeded along the corridor, a wind began to stir. Formless blasts began a relentless assault on the Cyclic Sword Flash.

"Immortal Scenic Yang's array formation shouldn't be this ruthless," Yi Xiao said under her breath. "After Second Uncle triggered the array formation, he did not last long before he was diced to death. I was lucky and was only pulled into this underground spot. But if not for you, I would have been diced to death by the formless blasts just a short while later."

Qin Yun nodded. "This formless blast comes without warning and leaves without a trace. I only detect it when it enters my sword intent domain. It's like a top assassin."