CHAPTER 372: CHAPTER 360: DAZZLING SWORD LIGHT!

"Trying to escape?"

The sight of that beast resembling a tiger but not quite a tiger shriveling up and running away caught the elderly woman off guard, yet she didn’t forget to attempt an interception.

But the two silver needles that she shot towards Grandpa Orange’s hind legs were intercepted mid-flight by two figures.

"Do you really think the two of you can stop me?" The elderly woman’s eyes carried a hint of severity. Was she being underestimated?

Liang Yi neither confirmed nor denied her question but merely raised his Longsword named Yuan Zhou in a gesture that spoke volumes.

Su Youyi, standing beside him, was completely composed, showing no discomfort at the thought of challenging a cultivator of the Eighth Realm.

With Liu Rouxin still recovering from serious injuries and Wan Tinggui clearly having come prepared, they couldn’t assume he’d show any mercy. Hence, it was necessary for Grandpa Orange to step in now as a precaution.

"Arrogant!" The elderly woman, who had always been unfazed, now showed displeasure and seemed genuinely infuriated.

Pale blue threads fell from the azure sky as if they had always been hanging there. Each thread was connected to a silver needle gleaming with cold light; there were tens of thousands of them, too numerous to count, blotted out the sky as they aimed directly at Liang Yi and Su Youyi.

"Threads made of Spiritual Power, huh?" Liang Yi murmured quietly.

"It’s not too late to regret your action now," said the elderly woman, lifting her somewhat withered hand, making the myriad of needles in the air move with it.

"If you can help me fix my clothes after the fight, I won’t regret it," Liang Yi said with a light smile, more concerned that his clothes might end up punctured with a thousand holes after the battle.

Su Youyi was ready for a serious fight but couldn’t help but burst into laughter for a second upon hearing her senior brother’s words.

"Hmph, heedless fools."

The elderly woman snorted coldly without another warning. The Saintess had only asked her not to kill these two, so she decided to make these two boastful juniors severely injured and force their retreat.

With a single sweep of her hand, the myriad of needles in the void shot towards Liang Yi and Su Youyi, raining down like a storm.

Due to their lightning speed, Liang Yi and Su Youyi couldn’t even catch them with their eyes, and the sound of the needles trailed far behind them.

However, Liang Yi and Su Youyi calmly stood back-to-back, swords in hand, creating a dome-shaped defensive perimeter with their blade technique.

When their Sword techniques merged, they formed a seamless circle.

Their longswords constantly made contact with the invisible silver needles, clinking and clanking. Despite the dense attack, it was merely trivial for their watertight sword-defense technique.

Even perfectly synchronized pairs, even twins connected by heart and mind, could not achieve such perfect harmony, but for Liang Yi and Su Youyi, practitioners of the Primordial Cloud Scroll Immortal Technique, this was not a problem.

They could instinctively cover for each other’s mistakes without thought, and their collaboration allowed them to unleash strength far surpassing their own Realms, which can’t simply be summed up by their individual abilities.

The elderly woman, observing from a distance, slightly widened her eyes at the sight of the two handling the storm of needles with such ease—she was almost in disbelief.

She had not used her full strength, limiting the needles’ power to prevent them from turning Liang Yi and Su Youyi into hedgehogs, yet their speed and accuracy were still of the Eighth Realm.

The ease with which Liang Yi and Su Youyi handled the situation made her wonder if they had been rigorously trained by a cultivator of the Eighth Realm.

After a shower of needles, Liang Yi and Su Youyi both appeared somewhat excited. It was their first time truly using this Immortal Technique in real combat, and they were unscathed even under the fierce onslaught of an Eighth Realm cultivator.

The most formidable aspect of the Primordial Cloud Scroll Immortal Technique, apart from allowing the two practitioners of the sword technique to share a tacit understanding akin to one person, is the ability to unleash their potential and execute a strike as if a Heavenly Immortal has descended.

But Liang Yi and Su Youyi could not yet perform it with ease; even after special training from their master’s wife, they could only sporadically manifest that strike through a flash of Spirit Light.

However, just by possessing an extraordinary tacit understanding, the two of them demonstrated strength that astonished Zhou Ruanxian.

"The most important thing to unleashing that strike is feeling, the rhythm between heart and heart," the master’s wife had personally told them.

Liang Yi and Su Youyi exchanged glances, no longer defensively passive, their forms transformed into sword light charging straight toward the old woman.

They were going to take the offensive!

Being passively beaten offered no rhythm unique to the two of them. Only by constantly attacking could their hearts draw close to each other, seeking the most synchronized moment to do so.

The old woman was also startled by the audacity of these two; did two cultivators not even of the Seventh Realm dare to charge at her? Didn’t they have any sense in their minds?

She knew that she had loosened the tide of her power to prevent them from being instantly annihilated. Did these two really believe they were so talented that they could challenge her across several Realms?

However, before she could ponder any further, the sharp sword light of Liang Yi and Su Youyi, filled with unparalleled Sword Intent, descended from the heavens.

Especially on Liang Yi’s sword, which flickered with pale blue lightning. Though it posed no threat to her, it was annoying to be zapped occasionally.

Liang Yi and Su Youyi certainly weren’t without calculation, in fact, their minds were abuzz with plans.

Previously, they only had their master’s wife as a sparring partner, and now another perfect opportunity had arisen – why wouldn’t they seize it?

The old woman had no time to consider what these two were scheming, as she realized she was actually being detained by these juniors.

Their coordination was the most seamless she had ever seen in her cultivation journey, unlike the usual feeling of one versus two. It was as though they were a bow and arrow; seemingly harmless when separated but combined, they posed an extremely terrifying lethal force.

As the fight grew heavier for the old woman, Liang Yi and Su Youyi instead felt increasingly exhilarated, every sword strike gave them a thoroughly satisfying sensation.

Like a spinning Tai Chi symbol, the two merged harmoniously, flawlessly.

Especially when the Immaculate Sword Technique combined with its sibling technique, the two Sword Immortal Sword Intents merged, allowing them to enter a mysterious and profound Realm.

The prospect of injury had long escaped their concerns; they only desired to unleash the Sword Intent within them!

The longswords Yuan Zhou and Lovesick in their hands also sensed something, uttering light and crisp sounds of sword cries, uncontrollably joyful in being wielded this way.

One strike followed another, each faster than the last!

The conception of life and death interwove, with the distances between the forming sword hearts of Immaculate and Flawless drawing closer. Though seemingly just wielding swords, the two were filled with a strange rhythm, as if they were the most masterful dancers in the world, akin to Daoist Enlightenment, yet not quite so.

Engulfed in such swordplay, the old woman had no choice but to retreat step by step, her heart heavier with solemnity. To her, it wasn’t that the two before her were too strong, but rather they carried with them an inexplicable great momentum.

When such might arrives, nothing can stand in its way!

And when this sentiment peaked, the brightest sword light in the world silently and effortlessly blossomed!