Ancient Vassal's face was ashen. His Divine Sense swept out in all directions like a tide, his eyes a mixture of shock, doubt, and heavy solemnity.
"I wonder which Fellow Daoist from the Nie Family has taken action? Do you intend to move against my Profound Yin Valley?"
The moment that sword strike fell.
Even though Ancient Vassal had relied on the keen intuition of a Golden Core Grandmaster to retreat in time, his Protective Profound Light was still torn asunder by the incomparably sharp Sword Qi, leaving his insides churning.
To shatter his Profound Turtle Shield, which he had spent years refining, and injure his physical body with a single strike—the attacker's cultivation was clearly far beyond his own.
Ancient Vassal's heart plummeted.
Before this.
Ancient Vassal had never imagined that the Nie Family had such a powerful expert lying in wait.
