Inside the tomb of swords with boundless Yin energy swirling all around him, Qin Ye was charging forward with unstoppable might, while Lust was waiting for him at the center of the tomb.

The sword strike of King Yanluo caused all of the Yin energy on the entire second level to tremble violently, and boundless Yin energy rose up from the ground like a flurry of inky-black feathers. At the same time, gusts of ferocious wind were swept up, causing all of the swords in the tomb to ring and tremble.

Lust's crimson eyes abruptly widened beneath her black hair. Even she could clearly sense Qin Ye's fierce battle intent.

This feeling of encountering a formidable foe was one that she hadn't experienced in thousands of years, and Lust's fingers were digging so viciously into the hilt of her giant sword that several white marks were left on its surface.

This was a worthy foe!

In the face of Qin Ye's all-out attack, Lust threw her head back and roared to the heavens. In the next instant, she abruptly vanished, and as soon as she reappeared, her black hair fanned out like a pair of black wings, and she made no attempt to retreat as she charged directly toward Qin Ye while wielding a wooden sword.

At the same time, the demonic ghostly immortals gathered...