Yu Ci's heart was still pounding when his ears caught another sound. The sound was indistinct, but its rhythm was quite familiar to him:
Incisant tones!
Yu Ci's mind jolted. He pushed off hard, sidestepping, even as he flung the Nine Yang Talisman Sword from his hand.
With a hiss, a poisonous green smoke-arrow shot into the very spot where he had just stood. The ground there imdiately exploded in a burst of phosphor fire. Sparks scattered, landing on the rock, charring it black on contact.
The Nine Yang Talisman Sword flew a full hundred chi before its fiery radiance, moving with the agile grace of a fish, twisted and turned several tis among the shadows of wood and stone. Suddenly it looped around, carrying a spray of blood in its wake, and the sword-light flowed back, where he caught it in his hand.
This was a basic Sword Control Technique. After Yu Ci had achieved the ntal Image in his "Primordial Origin Qi thod
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