He stood in mid-air, staring at Mo Yang, who remained seated in silent meditation. A flash of killing intent sparked in his eyes, and he pointed two fingers directly at Mo Yang.
Instantly, ripples surged through the area. A terrifying sword intent roared outward, churning the heaven and earth essence until it manifested as an invisible blade, slashing down from the heights.
Mo Yang did not rise; he remained seated in silence. Yet, just as the sword energy descended, a ripple dissipated above his head. The incoming blade light was blocked a few inches from his scalp, emitting a piercing metallic clang.
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