Fuyao penetrated the thick layer of keratin on Yu Venerable's body surface, straight into the chest.
The next moment, the fierce Sword Qi erupted from the tip of the sword.
Yu Venerable couldn't suppress the pain, letting out a heartrending howl, as if enduring the torture of a thousand cuts.
He struggled violently, his huge form making the mountain range rumble.
Xie Qingyun watched as Fuyao slowly pushed into Yu Venerable's body, the rampant Sword Qi constantly obliterating Yu Venerable's powerful Physical Body.
In just a few moments, Yu Venerable's aura had diminished by several degrees, evidently suffering considerable damage.
The situation suddenly changed dramatically.
Xie Qingyun pursued while the advantage was his, extending his right palm as his figure swiftly advanced, with a thought, Fuyao immediately withdrew and was held in his hand.
Immediately, he held Fuyao, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Yu Venerable's brow.
Sword Light flashed.
Ding!
