Clang... clang... clang... clang...
In the air, a dense sound of metal clashing echoed.
Surrounding him were raging lightning, fierce wind, flying snow, and ice storm, resembling sharp swords imbued with Sword Intent.
"In this world, truly nothing is too bizarre." Xiao Yi muttered to himself as he fought.
The raging aura around wasn't specifically targeting him, but was indiscriminately wreaking havoc.
It was just that Xiao Yi was caught in the midst of it, at the center, thus being attacked.
The endless ice storm was not stationary.
This was a unique danger of the Endless Snow Mountain, constantly moving amid the flying snow until it dispersed.
Xiao Yi's figure also followed at the center, flying and moving.
Clang... clang... clang... clang...
"Haven't fought so heartily in a year and a half, good, very good." Xiao Yi chuckled loudly.
The sword in his hand swung continuously.
His entire Sword Dao, his entire swordsmanship, were displayed to their fullest.
