Time flowed on, and the quiet year was soon coming to an end.
Inside the small building, Zhou Tong casually took out a saber and a sword. Both were ordinary iron weapons.
He held the saber in his left hand and the sword in his right. Without using the slightest bit of magic power or divine power, he swung the saber and sword like an ordinary mortal. The only difference was that he divided his attention in two: his left hand performed saber techniques, while his right hand performed sword techniques.
Sweep, chop, deflect, pare, skim, press, cleave, thrust...
Point, stab, chop, sweep, carry, draw, intercept, wipe...
They were merely the basic movements of saber and sword techniques, yet in Zhou Tong's hands, they carried an effortless, flowing rhythm. Even the conflict between saber and sword showed no trace of discord in his hands.
In this world, the Dao of the saber and the Dao of the sword actually conflicted. For example, if a Divine Demon Body Refining expert used the Dao of the sword as the core to construct his divine body upon becoming a Heavenly Deity, but later used the Dao of the saber as the core to reforge his divine body after becoming a True God—
Then it was certain that he would basically have no chance of breaking through to the World God realm.
Because the Dao of the saber and the Dao of the sword in this world were somewhat incompatible.
But now, no such conflict could be seen on Zhou Tong. In fact, as he continuously performed saber and sword techniques, layers of crimson-black and platinum-white radiance respectively appeared upon his saber's edge and sword's blade.
The dazzling crimson-black and platinum-white light imbued the saber and sword in his hands with unimaginable power.
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