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The person before her now and what she usually was like, were completely different.

"I sometimes wonder, if one is a mask for the other. Maybe this is the real her...." added Dai Chen.

"Don\'t let her hear you say that.." Yang Qing teased at the back as he consumed more cloud peaches to replenish his qi.

His qi levels were more than a typical first-stage palace realm expert. If it was to be quantified, it matched that of a peak second-stage palace realm expert, and he had expended half of it with the previous technique.

To quickly recover it, the cloud-patterned peaches that could be considered monarch grade would do a better and faster job than if he was to replace the spent qi by absorbing it from the area around no matter how rich the grounds of the Ice Emerald Sect were in spiritual qi.

With the fight about to begin, even as support, he couldn\'t afford to be careless and was needed to be at the absolute peak, especially, considering how livid the founder Feng Qiu seemed at Zhang Qingge\'s attack and remarks.

She looked almost ready to skin her alive and torture her in the most brutal way possible.

Yang Qing took out a blue shell and placed it on top of the body of Ma Yuan\'s daughter. The shell instantly transformed into a blue water bubble filled with trigram seals and encircled her.

"Yu Gen, Catch," Yang Qing silently transmitted his voice towards Yu Gen who was at the boundary of the sect grounds as he launched the water bubble with Ma Yuan\'s daughter in it, toward him.

Almost instantly he did that, Sect founder Feng Qiu instantly reappeared in front of Zhang Qingge as she brought her crescent-shaped saber down.

The temperature dropped to the point the air seemed to be frozen in the process, accompanying it was a tearing force that could cleave an ocean in half and reduce a mountain to dust.

It seemed to be just a casual swing, but Feng Qiu had brought to full display her strength as a sixth-stage palace stage expert.

Her casual swing carried ten times the force sect master Zhao Ju\'s full-blown attacks carried.

Zhang Qingge charged up her fist ignoring the saber coming down on her with the aim of cleaving her in half.

A gentle cyan gale appeared in front of her absorbing the force of the attack launched toward her.

A struggle of force between the cyan gale and the freezing tearing saber ensued with the gale looking to be on the losing end.

Zhang Qingge seemed to have been anticipating the gale to come in her defense as she swung her right fist which seemed to carry the force of an exploding volcano.

With her attack added to the mix, it combined with the gale to dispel the saber attack from Sect founder Feng Qiu.

With bells of battle already rung with Zhang Qingge throwing her earlier fist, the battle between the five palace stage experts went into full swing as Yang Qing held up the rear.

With no pause in their attack or coordination, Mo Liwei immediately stepped in to follow up on the attack with his silver spear.

He blurred into a silver streak with a silhouette of a bird enshrouding him and his spear. Within a quarter of a breath, he was already on Feng Qiu, launching his spear with speed that was awe-inspiring and terrifying.

In just the time it took to blink he had swung his spear over a dozen times with nimbleness, fluidity, precision, and speed that defied logic.

Were a core formation cultivator present, all they could see was a silver light switching locations faster than the eye could see.

"Senior Mo Liwei seems to have the bloodline or a physique with ties to the roc.." muttered Yang Qing as he saw the speed with which Mo Liwei attacked, and the silhouette that enshrouded him.

The figure was all too familiar, it was the mythological bird famous for its unmatching speed, the roc bird, which was claimed to be so fast that it would be able to tour the continent in six hours and the whole planet in a day.

Feng Qiu despite having a higher cultivation base, found herself having to defend herself against Mo Liwei\'s attacks, and when she felt the speed got too annoying for her to follow she decided to go with brute force as she madly swung her saber pouring huge amounts of qi and power into the attack forcing Mo Liwei back, giving her some relief only for Dai Chen, to charge in within that gap.

He carried an unbridled and unfettered air around him as he swung his swords bringing with it the force that made it seem like the meteors were being brought down from the skies.

His black swords had a golden glow at the edge as they cleaved through the blizzard storm Feng Qiu had conjured with the swing of her sword, and soon they were exchanging blows saber vs. sword, each of them masters of their own weapons.

Dai Chen swung with the force of a celestial impact, while Feng Qiu\'s saber was a slithering viper that had an abyssal breath that froze everything in its path.

Clashes of their weapons brought terrifying explosions and destruction around them, with none letting out. Within seconds they had traded over a hundred attacks with Dai Chen seemingly on the losing end, as slashed wounds appeared on different parts of his body, that were accompanied by frostbite, but to the person himself, it was like the wounds were not even there, as a wild smile and look appeared on his face as he increased the tempo in his attacks.

His attacks seemed to grow with every swing, and the air around him seemed to change. It felt like a primordial beast was being awoken with every swing.

A savage ancient aura immediately leaked out of him which made even the stoic-looking founder raise her eyebrows.

She could feel a domineering aura coming from Dai Chen as she saw golden liquid coming from the wounds she had created quickly dissolving the frost and healing the wounds.

"Seems like Dai Chen has decided to activate his bloodline from the start.." Yang Qing said as he noticed the changes on Dai Chen\'s body.