Yunshan stood aside and smiled bitterly, thinking to himself, how long has this been? Elder Taishang, you are not worried about Ye Wushuang's safety, and you are still pretending to be here, you are pretending like a chicken!

Ziyang Tianzun said loudly, "Wushuang, that is an ancient heroic spirit. As long as I kill you, this disaster will be over."

"However, the ancient heroic spirit was also a peerless genius during his lifetime. It is not easy to kill him."

"So, show no mercy!"

"Thank you, Master." Ye Wushuang bowed to Ziyang Tianzun.

In fact, even if Ziyang Tianzun didn't say it, he also knew that the ancient heroic spirits were very powerful.

However, Ye Wushuang was fearless in her heart.

He understood that this was a hurdle on his way to spiritual practice and a difficulty that he had to overcome.

He silently mobilized the true energy in his body, letting them flow like a river, and then gathered into a powerful force in his heart.

The ancient heroic spirit did not launch an attack immediately, but quietly hovered above the palace, as if examining Ye Wushuang, and as if waiting for something.

Around him, the wind was like a dragon, rolling up a thunder.

Ye Wushuang knew that the ancient heroic spirits were telling him in their own way that this was an unmatched battle, and the gap between them was as insurmountable as a chasm.

However, Ye Wushuang did not back down.

His eyes shone with determination, which was his persistence in practice and his expectation for the future.

He took a deep breath, gathered his true energy to the extreme, and then raised the long sword in his hand.
Chapter completed!