“It’s simple enough if you want to spill blood,” Yushi Moli grinned suddenly. He abruptly unsheathed his sword and sent cutting sword qi at the young girl in front of him.

“What are you doing?!” Duan Lin and Qiu Yu sprang up with alarm. They wanted to stop him, but found that everything was changing around them.

Their lively, biddable, and gentle ward turned ugly and repulsive.

“Tsk tsk tsk, that was too easy for you,” Xiangliu Yunge chuckled and slowly reached out a hand to catch Yushi Moli—Lu Yun’s blow. “I thought you would stay immersed in this world and your identity until you broke through the seal imposed by the sword of heaven and earth in your mind.”

“Motong,” Lu Yun intoned. “I would have done...