Su Fang made his move and quietly approached Li Yun. He blended in with the quiet wind and moved toward him.
Everyone from the Mystic Cloud Sect felt anxious as Su Fang neared Li Yun, but the latter acted as if he couldn't sense Su Fang at all.
A smile appeared on Li Qian and Chen Xi's faces upon seeing this. Meanwhile, Mu Qinglan and Elder Zhao frowned, witnessing Li Yun's lack of reaction. They also felt anxious at that moment.
"Hehe," Jiang Lin sneered, seeing the scene.
Just then, Su Fang appeared in front of Li Yun. Wind danced on the edges of his sword as he slashed in a chopping motion.
"Second Form: Tempest Edge!"
His sword cut through the air, reaching Li Yun but he still didn't move.
'I can feel the wind, I can see the edge of Su Fang's sword. I can see the attack.'
With his Purple Divine Eye, Li Yun saw through everything—the sword, the wind, the attack, the flaws—just before the sword was an inch away from him.
