Gong Shouren let out a cold laugh, the muscles on his face twisting like a menacing demon, as he shouted loudly, "Someone is offering a high price for your life, submit to your death!" With that, he waved his hand, and everyone pounced on Yili like hungry wolves.
The sound of their footsteps and shouts intermingled, breaking the silence of the valley.
Yili was unafraid, displaying the Hengshan Sect's "Cloud Mist Swordsmanship".
She moved with agility, like a fairy darting through the clouds, light and graceful.
The sword moves were unpredictable, sometimes swirling like mist, making the trajectory of the sword difficult to grasp. The air currents stirred by the sword's movement caused the surrounding fog to churn; at other times, it was like a sudden storm with fierce sword momentum that stabbed at the enemy's vitals, the blade slicing through the air with a "whooshing" sound.
