The elder with the blue brows let out a sigh of relief at this scene, then with a wave of his hand, the trident spike in midair blurred and shrank to just a few inches before vanishing into his sleeve. He turned around and, with a cupped-hand salute, said to Ye Tianmei:
"It's been many years since we last met, Fairy Ye. Your sword-controlling divine power has truly improved greatly. With the supreme might of the Sword Cultivator's path, had you not been injured, not to mention the Ma clansman from before, even I, facing you, would undoubtedly be defeated."