Sword Light

The Square Occult Warding Grid activated, and dark clouds shrouded the moon, as if a group of demons were dancing wildly. Ghostly wails echoed, chilling the hearts of onlookers.

Strange forces and chaotic energies were at play, yet Ye Xiaowei and Zhao Shisan were not swayed by these external phenomena. On the contrary, in such a dire situation, they appeared even more resolute. They understood that this was a fight to the death; if they didn't fight to the end, they would likely meet their demise.

As Ye Xiaowei was only in the Spirit Awakening Realm and was predestined to face Meng Shao, he had only one opponent.

However, defeating this single opponent was by no means an easy task. Although Ye Xiaowei had once defeated an Air Treading Realm disciple on Lianbi Mountain, it wasn't a true life-or-death battle. The opponent had also underestimated him, and there was an element of luck involved.

Would there be such luck this time? Obviously, the answer was negative!