Within the Congyun Sea, where Azure Wind trapped the sword hilt.
The chubby Ye Feipeng narrowed his eyes, gazing upward at that hidden location in the sky. Yet hesitation colored his expression.
The constant throbbing from the blue droplet at his chest urged him forward. But faced with the moment of truth, Ye Feipeng’s courage faltered.
Heaven-Scorning Sword—the name sounds formidable already, which means the danger inside is going to be absolutely brutal...
I don't even know what's going on in there! I might have the Deepsea Pearl, but that doesn't guarantee I won't get completely wiped out. If I actually die this time, I bet it'll be for real.
The fatty’s face shifted as his heart tangled in knots.
He continued dawdling like this for a long while. But eventually, he knew that staying any longer might attract the attention of passing cultivators.
Only then did Ye Feipeng shut his eyes, grit his teeth, and dart inside.
A dreamlike blue light shimmered over his body at just the right moment. With the aid of the Congyun Sea, he successfully entered that bizarre space.
A translucent azure figure stood silently. In its hands, it held up a cage woven from azure light.
The pitch-black hilt of the Heaven-Scorning Sword slammed against the cage again and again, like a trapped ferocious beast struggling to break free.
This is...
Ye Feipeng’s gaze first lingered on the Heaven-Scorning Sword Hilt for a moment, then shifted uncontrollably toward Azure Wind.
A Soul Arbiter of heaven and earth?!
The chubby youth’s eyes instantly turned bloodshot, while his face twisted into a savage expression.
If not for the blue radiance enveloping his body, preserving a sliver of his reason, he might have lunged recklessly at Azure Wind the very next second.
Summoning all his strength, he lowered his head.
As he gradually returned to normal, terror filled Ye Feipeng’s face.
A Soul Arbiter of heaven and earth! It’s actually another Soul Arbiter of heaven and earth!
This Heaven-Scorning Sword Hilt is somehow fighting it. Meaning it must also be at the Dao Unity realm.
Two Dao Unity entities...
If I mess up for even one second, I’ll be done for, my Dao dispersed forever.
Too dangerous, way too dangerous...
Ye Feipeng’s face grew increasingly pale, his mind wholly occupied by fear, leaving no room for observation or contemplation.
Every second he remained, the risk of his demise seemed to multiply.
Even when he regained his senses, Ye Feipeng accomplished nothing, simply standing there in a daze.
Before long, he could no longer endure the dread in his heart and fled the place as if escaping for his life.
Mustering every ounce of energy, he shot away at astonishing speed, flying straight into the distance.
Only when the fear in his heart had completely subsided did he finally come to a halt.
Yet, after calming down, Ye Feipeng was immediately seized by regret.
He felt like slapping himself hard across the face, and his heart brimmed with reluctance.
So, he stealthily made his way back.
Outside the mysterious space, Ye Feipeng lingered, unable to advance.
After pondering for a long while, the fatty gained a clear understanding of his own nature.
Even if I charge in again, I’ll never be able to keep my head straight under the imposing aura of two Dao Unity entities.
Besides, it’s just way too dangerous in there.
But I cannot let this chance slip away just like that...
Soon after, Ye Feipeng’s eyes lit up.
He recalled the scattered strands of azure light that drifted down during Azure Wind’s struggle with the sword hilt.
That azure light seems to be the source of the stormfloods in the Congyun Sea.
It is the pure, raw energy from the Soul Arbiter of heaven and earth.
I've been chasing those stormfloods for years; I know how monstrous that power of heaven and earth is.
Every stormflood starts from these strands of azure light.
I can't risk looking directly at two Dao Unity beings, but I should be able to focus on those light strands.
Some light strands are weaker, some stronger. At worst, I can start with the weakest among them.
The more Ye Feipeng thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.
After psyching himself up and bolstering his confidence with affirmations, he ventured once more into the mysterious space.
This time, knowing his limits, Ye Feipeng mustered every ounce of willpower to restrain himself from looking at Azure Wind and the sword hilt.
Instead, he fixed his gaze on the drifting azure light strands that occasionally fell around him.
Hmm, this one seems too strong. I won’t be able to handle it.