“Master Abe, retreat! You’re not her match!” Just as Ivy Chandler made her move, Mandy Brewer, who was hundreds of meters away, shouted.
Only at this moment did she clearly sense Ivy Chandler’s actual cultivation level. Similar to her, Ivy Chandler was at the halfway point to Emperor-level mastery! As she spoke, she rushed towards the battlefield of the two.
“Hmm?” At the same time she shouted, Abe Mckinney also felt a suffocating killing intent enveloping him, and his pupils constricted. Although he wanted to evade, at this moment, he was like an arrow on the bowstring that had to be released. He could only attack and simultaneously mobilize his Chi energy to form a defensive aura.
As expected, Ivy Chandler’s sword, carrying an overwhelming force, tore through his attacks and defensive aura. The force went straight through his chest, piercing him through.
“You…” Abe Mckinney, with difficulty, managed to say a word before falling to the ground.
Regret filled his face!
As one of the top ten geniuses of Cerulean Abyss Institute, breaking through to the War God-Emperor realm at the age of thirty-five promised a bright future. This time, to curry favor with Mandy Brewer, he volunteered to deal with Ian Blade. An incident he had originally paid little attention to had unexpectedly cost him his life.
“How dare you killed him?! I’ll make you pay with your life!” Meanwhile, Mandy Brewer had rushed to within a few dozen meters. After another shout, she raised her hand, and several powerful palm winds swept out.
Ignoring her, Ivy Chandler didn’t waste words with her. Instead, she advanced, meeting the incoming attacks with her sword.
After the clash of their attacks, both of them retreated seven or eight steps, leaving deep footprints on the ground.
“If I guess correctly, you’re the one who had Abe McKinney go after Ian Blade, right?” Ivy Chandler steadied herself and asked, fixing her gaze on the woman.
“Bring me my sword!” Mandy Brewer ignored her question and turned to the tall woman.
“Sure!” The tall woman responded and quickly entered the mansion’s hall, producing a sword and handing it to Mandy Brewer.
“No matter who you are, you killed someone from Cerulean Abyss Institute, today, I will make you understand the consequences!” Mandy Brewer declared as she unsheathed the ancient sword.
The sword, over three feet long, shimmered with a green hue. Faint symbols resembling Sanskrit were visible on the blade, exuding an ancient and chilling aura. This sword was no ordinary weapon.
“Is this Cerulean Abyss Institute’s Cyan Dome Sword?” Ivy Chandler glanced at the ancient sword in Mandy’s hand with a slight squint.
Cyan Dome Sword was a divine weapon ranking in the top twenty of the ancient martial arts weapon spectrum. When paired with the corresponding Cyan Dome Sword technique, it could easily challenge opponents of higher levels.
“Not bad, you even recognize Cyan Dome Sword!” Mandy Brewer responded in a low voice. “If you can die under it, it wouldn’t be unjust!”
“You’re really ignorant!” Ivy Chandler calmly spoke, “I don’t even know where your confidence comes from.” After a brief pause, she continued, “For the sake of your father, if you cut off one of your arms, I can spare your life.”
Mandy Brewer laughed softly. After a short pause, she looked at Ivy Chandler and said, “Just for that sentence, I’ll take your life!”
As she spoke, Mandy took two steps forward, and her imposing aura burst forth, shrouding the entire courtyard. Then, channeling her Chi energy into the Cyan Dome Sword, a green aura rippled from the sword.
“Cyan Dome Sword Technique!”
After a delicate shout, countless green sword lights appeared within a few hundred meters, and the temperature in the entire space dropped to freezing point. In the next moment, the sword lights, seemingly imbued with sentience, merged into one, forming the God-Emperor’s might of Mandy Brewer. Subsequently, a faintly visible giant bow and arrow appeared above her head.
The bowstring was drawn tight, and a chilly green sword light, like a substantial arrow, lay across the bowstring.
“Go!” With a deep voice, the green sword light shot towards Ivy Chandler, tearing through the void.
At the same time, Ivy also activated her technique. Facing a divine weapon like Cyan Dome Sword, she wouldn’t underestimate her opponent. She forcefully activated the Ether Mountain Sword Art.
As the sword energy condensed, a flick of her wrist, and the imposing power of the God-Emperor met the opponent’s green sword light head-on.
The two forces collided like lightning with a bang, generating a powerful shockwave that caused the outer wall of the villa and a fake mountain to collapse in an instant, filling the air with dust. Simultaneously, Mandy Brewer slid back dozens of meters, blood spurting out, her breath in disarray. In contrast, Ivy Chandler, after retreating about ten steps, stabilized herself. Although her breath seemed a bit chaotic, she appeared unharmed.
One move revealed a clear disparity.
Even with Cyan Dome Sword in hand, Mandy Brewer was not Ivy Chandler’s match.
“How is this possible? How could you withstand my Cyan Dome Sword Technique?” Mandy Brewer took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the surge of blood. Speaking, she wore an expression of shock, clearly not expecting her opponent to effortlessly endure her attack!
“Cyan Dome Sword Technique is strong, isn’t it? But that’s all!” Ivy Chandler casually remarked. “Do you think only you can challenge opponents of a higher level?”
“Is the technique you just used the Ether Mountain Sword Art?” Mandy Brewer asked again after a deep breath.
“Not bad. You even recognize Ether Mountain Sword Art!” Ivy Chandler responded again.
“So, you are from Ether Mountain!” Mandy Brewer exhaled and continued, “You should be Ivy Chandler, one of the Four Beauties of the ancient martial world, and the Secret Essences’ Miss Chandler, right?”
“Congratulations, you guessed right!” Ivy Chandler replied calmly.
“So it’s really you!” Mandy Brewer finally confirmed Ivy Chandler’s identity.
Sighs echoed from a distance as the group, including the tall woman and others, couldn’t believe that the person who had arrived was none other than Ivy Chandler, on par with Mandy Brewer.
At this moment, Joel Greenwood, who had initially felt Ivy Chandler looked familiar, finally recalled meeting her during a visit to Secret Essences a few years ago. Back then, Ivy Chandler had left a profound impression on him, appearing like a goddess. He had even expressed admiration for her, but Ivy Chandler hadn’t spared him a second glance.
“You had Abe McKinney go after Ian Blade to lure King of the West to the capital, right?” Ivy Chandler continued, her tone growing heavier. “What is your purpose in seeking King of the West? Seeking revenge for Ruthless Lordling?”