The sound of shifting bones grew clearer and clearer within the snow mist. Ye Fan forcefully suppressed the surge of blood in his throat, while the Power of the Heavenly Dao in his Inner World coursed through his meridians like a living creature—this was the tingling sensation unique to the activation of the Unity of Heaven and Man talent. His pupils contracted slightly as he clearly perceived a purplish-black Qi mass approaching from three miles to the north at the speed of the Void-Breaking Realm (Star-Shattering Layer). The Qi mass was mingled with the stench of rotting corpses and scorched earth, bearing a striking resemblance to the Yin malevolence of the Netherworld he had witnessed in his past life.
"Zhaoyue, how far can your sword Qi reach?" He suddenly turned his head, his fingertips sketching a rough terrain on the snow.
Lin Zhaoyue was kneeling beside him, using the tip of her sword to flick away the frozen slush congealed on her white robes. When she looked up, the bloodstains at the corners of her eyes were still wet, yet her gaze was brighter than usual: "The third form of the Taichu Sword Canon can unleash a ten-mile sword radiance, but right now, with my cultivation at the Liquid Condensation Realm..." She paused, retightening her blood-stained hair tie, "barely seven miles."
Chapter 415