Ye Qingfeng was suddenly shocked; he felt the two jade pendants had combined and his Divine Sense couldn't penetrate them at all—it truly formed a single round jade pendant.
This was a Taiji pattern.
Ye Qingfeng's heart trembled slightly; this jade pendant was so mystical that he couldn't understand what it was. His Divine Sense was unmatched on Earth, yet it couldn't pierce this jade pendant.
Suddenly, Ye Qingfeng casually tossed the jade pendant aside, immediately summoning his flying sword. A flash of white light, and One Sword slashed toward the Taiji-patterned jade pendant.
"Screech."
Ye Qingfeng's flying sword landed on the jade pendant, immediately emitting a crisp sound, like glass shattering,
The flying sword retracted.
Ye Qingfeng reached out and caught the falling jade pendant, showing his palm. The jade pendant surprisingly looked as pristine as new, without a trace.
