Moving Forward (4)

The mountain's cliffs rumbled and tore away as the Yeti rushed in anger at its enemy frozen to ice, unbeknownst of the frost and rocky foundations giving out—

Li Yang's qi shot out of his body, ice fractals dispersed into the air as he rushed to the safer end. The propulsion of innate energy pushed him forward like a jet. His sword lashed out as he left his position, and the blade cut and extended at a range far greater than his own.

Sword qi.

This time, the creature dropped to its knees as the slash struck behind them. But it was far from finished, the attack still failed to pierce the creature's strength. The ground instead fully cracked open like a crater and separated the two of them.

A moment of understanding dawned on its face.

The Yeti fell into the plunging ravine of death and ice, a feral howl emanated from it as it dropped to its death. Its screams pierced and caused more ice to fall, until one could no longer hear it.