"Hm?"

Luo Qingchen’s expression froze for a moment before a sneer slowly appeared on his face.

"Li Yun, you really do have some courage," he said coldly. "Originally, I only wanted to teach you a lesson for Senior Brother Qianmo’s sake. But since you are so reckless, I might as well kill you directly."

"Senior Brother Qianmo?"

When Li Yun heard this name, his expression also turned cold.

Of course, he knew who Senior Brother Qianmo was. This person was Elder Chen Ming’s second disciple and also his most favored disciple. Since Luo Qingchen had ties with Senior Brother Qianmo, there was naturally no possibility of reconciliation between them.

"Shattered Cloud Sword!"

The next moment, Luo Qingchen took the initiative to attack.

It had to be said that Luo Qingchen, who was ranked one hundred and seventy-seventh on the Earth Ranking, truly had some ability. Although he was at the peak of Earthly Core Realm, his strength was slightly stronger than that of the yellow-robed youth who possessed a low-grade Heaven Rank spirit treasure.

With one swing of his sword, wisps of white mist spread outward like scattered clouds. The Sword Light looked gentle and quiet, almost as if it carried no killing power at all. However, anyone who underestimated this strike because of its appearance would definitely pay a miserable price.

Hidden within those scattered clouds was an extremely sharp sword force.

The white mist drifted forward slowly, but the Sword Qi concealed inside it moved with terrifying speed. It was like a blade hidden in fog, impossible to see clearly and difficult to guard against. In the blink of an eye, the mist had already arrived before Li Yun.

Li Yun’s eyes remained calm.

He did not immediately use his strongest sword art. Instead, he raised his sword slowly.

Very slowly.

It was so slow that even Luo Qingchen could clearly see the trajectory of his sword. The movement seemed ordinary, clumsy, and almost powerless. It did not have the explosive speed of a killing technique, nor did it possess the domineering momentum of a powerful sword art.

Luo Qingchen immediately frowned.

"What kind of sword technique is that?"

The next instant, his expression changed slightly.

Although Li Yun’s sword looked slow, it somehow arrived at the most crucial point at exactly the right moment. The sword edge lightly touched the incoming white mist, and the hidden Sword Qi inside the mist seemed to lose its direction. The fierce killing power contained within Luo Qingchen’s Shattered Cloud Sword was quietly diverted, as if it had struck empty air.

A soft sound rang out.

The white mist split apart.

Li Yun took half a step back, but he was completely unharmed.

Luo Qingchen’s eyes narrowed. "Interesting. So you still have such a strange sword technique hidden."

Li Yun did not answer.

His gaze fell on the sword in his hand, and a thoughtful light appeared in his eyes.

This was the mysterious Slow Sword he had comprehended earlier. At that time, he had only touched a trace of its essence and had not truly understood how to use this sword art. Now that a suitable opponent had appeared before him, Li Yun could not help feeling tempted to test it.

He knew that this sword was not truly slow, but he still had not fully understood the source of its mystery. It did not rely purely on speed, nor did it depend on brute force. It seemed to move slowly, yet it could always arrive at the correct place. It seemed weak, yet it could dissolve attacks that should have been difficult to withstand.

Now, facing Luo Qingchen’s pressure, Li Yun suddenly felt that this was a good opportunity.

If he wanted to understand the Slow Sword more deeply, he needed an opponent strong enough to sharpen it.

Luo Qingchen happened to be suitable.

"Again."

Li Yun raised his sword and looked at Luo Qingchen calmly.

Luo Qingchen’s face sank. "You dare to use me to practice your sword?"

His killing intent immediately grew stronger.

"Cloud Splitting Sword Rain!"

Luo Qingchen swung his sword again, and the white mist around him suddenly erupted. Countless thin strands of Sword Qi shot out from within the clouds like a dense rain of blades. Every strand was sharp enough to pierce through protective qi, and they approached Li Yun from every direction, leaving almost no gap for him to escape.

Li Yun still did not retreat.

His sword moved slowly again.

At the same time, a faint trace of crimson Slaughter Sword Qi emerged from the blade.

The Slaughter Sword Qi was not released in a violent eruption. Instead, Li Yun carefully wrapped it around the Slow Sword, allowing the cold killing power to merge with that mysterious sword rhythm. His sword still looked slow, but every movement now carried a faint crimson edge.

The moment the first strand of cloud Sword Qi approached him, Li Yun’s sword gently shifted.

A crimson Sword Light passed through the air.

The cloud Sword Qi shattered.

Then came the second strand, the third strand, and the fourth strand.

Li Yun’s sword continued moving slowly, but each movement accurately intercepted the attacking Sword Qi. Sometimes the sword edge only shifted by an inch, yet that single inch was enough to destroy several incoming attacks. Sometimes his wrist only turned slightly, but that small turn caused the Sword Qi around him to collapse one after another.

The strange thing was that he was clearly defending against a rain of swords, but his movements did not look hurried at all.

He seemed slow.

Yet nothing could touch him.

Luo Qingchen’s expression gradually became uglier.

His Cloud Splitting Sword Rain was known for its dense attacks and difficult angles. Many opponents who faced this move would be forced into a flustered defense. Once they revealed the slightest flaw, the hidden Sword Qi would pierce through their vital points. Yet Li Yun stood there calmly, using that strange Slow Sword to dissolve his attack piece by piece.

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