Just then, from the depths of the pit below, a sudden black light shot out like an arrow, heading straight for Ye Qing. Ye Qing didn't feel a thing; although she possessed the requisite realm, she had never cultivated before. She didn't have any inkling of a sharp divine sense.
Ye Qing now, without any exaggeration, couldn't even beat a nimble Primordial Infant cultivator. Although a Primordial Infant cultivator couldn't kill her, defeating her would not be difficult.
Seeing the black light, Chu Mo snorted coldly and fiercely struck down with the Cold Moon Blade in hand. He had already sensed this presence when he let Ye Qing take action just now. If the opponent had stayed put honestly, Chu Mo couldn't be bothered to provoke it. But since it came looking for trouble, Chu Mo wouldn't let it go.
Whoosh!
A cold moonbeam slashed out instantaneously, carrying peerless sharpness, colliding fiercely with the black light.
Bang!
The moonlight shattered!
