The ocean of clouds roared as the chilling breeze bit deep.
Within a flurry of snow, an elegant woman held an incandescent treasure sword. Her fragile figure stood firm as a mountain, resembling a precipitous summit that had withstood thousands of years without falling. She emanated an intimidating aura, grand and formidable.
"Vile scoundrel, receive my sword strike!"
Her transparent eyes fell on Luo Feng. With a raise of her exquisite eyebrows, she brought down her sword.
SWISH!
The strike was simple and unadorned, yet its power was astonishing. A giant Sword Qi, resembling a roaring snowstorm, cleaved through the air. In a flash, it arrived in front of Luo Feng, causing the nearby vegetation to be momentarily covered with a layer of white frost.
Luo Feng sensed the formidable power within the Sword Qi, a slight crease forming in his brows.
"Detestable woman! If that's how it is, I won't hold back!"
