The monster's saliva merely caused Wei Yuan a moment of pain before it scorched another patch of ground in the Ten Thousand River Mountains.
Wei Yuan remained unmoved, letting the Faceless Warrior block the tide-like surge of guards as he descended underground. Moments later, he collapsed this realm.
The scene before him changed again, and Wei Yuan found himself on the White Jade Square, where a disheveled swordsman stood in the center. His hair was unkempt, his beard long overdue for a shave, and he wielded a nine-foot broadsword that resembled a door panel.
As Wei Yuan appeared, the Cloth-clothed Swordsman slowly opened his eyes, and within the depths of his pupils swirled Sword Qi!
Wei Yuan's hair stood on end as he realized he had encountered a powerful enemy. Without a word, an Immortal Sword shot into the sky, and then a flash of white light enveloped the whole field with pure White Sword Intent.
