Chaotic Saber Art, Fatal Sword

The Crimson-Faced Heavenly King and Duàn Yì had fought fiercely for more than thirty exchanges, until heaven and earth seemed to darken and both had forgotten themselves.

When attacking, his saber style was broad and sweeping, like a maddened tiger—fierce and savage. When defending, it was orderly and meticulous, every thread fitting into every clasp, like a chess player laying out a board.

These were all characteristics of his saberplay. Added to the danger and unpredictability he had revealed at the start, the saber force hidden deep within like an undercurrent, resembling an assassin's blade in a desperate killing strike, his martial arts were so chaotic that they exceeded even Duàn Yì's expectations.

Yet after fighting for so long, Duàn Yì had also discovered a trait in the Crimson-Faced Heavenly King's saberplay that would be easily overlooked if one was not careful: it was smooth, harmonious, and natural.

Every stroke was seamless and flawless. Even when its style abruptly changed, it gave no sense of abnormality at all. It was truly strange, utterly different from Duàn Yì's understanding of martial arts.

He knew that once martial arts reached profound heights, one could follow one's heart without adhering to rules, and even triumph over techniques with no technique. But the Crimson-Faced Heavenly King clearly had not taken that path.

What he did not know was that the Crimson-Faced Heavenly King was not only a master of the saber, with profound and mysterious martial arts, but also a man of lofty ambition. He had once sworn to create a saber art that belonged to himself.

These saber styles, which appeared to run in completely opposite directions, were in truth all one saber art: the Chaotic Saber Art.

This saber art had been created by the Crimson-Faced Heavenly King through the White Lotus