The Wine Sword Immortal was quite powerful. Strictly speaking, his strength stood among the absolute elite in this world.
He was unquestionably one of the masters, a master among masters.
Unfortunately.
This time, the person facing the Wine Sword Immortal was Baiyue. Baiyue's strength far surpassed even the ranks of top experts in this world.
Baiyue stood at the pinnacle of this world.
Pinnacle and elite.
The difference between those two words might seem small, but the gulf between them was like an insurmountable chasm.
"Trifling tricks."
Baiyue stood in midair, watching the rain of swords fill the sky as it rushed toward him, and snorted coldly.
The Wine Sword Immortal was indeed powerful, but compared to him? He was still far too lacking.
Baiyue stood where he was without making the slightest movement. Then, a terrifying storm of power spread from his body, sweeping in all directions and howling without end.
The Sword Momentum in every direction, the thousands upon thousands of swords closing in to suppress him, and the rain of swords filling the sky all scattered at that moment.
They vanished without a trace, turning into nothingness. Heaven and earth fell silent.
Even the Wine Sword Immortal was slightly stunned. He had considered the possibility that there was some gap between himself and Baiyue, that demon.
But he had never imagined that the gap between them would be so enormous.
His full-force strike had actually been so easily neutralized by Baiyue.
Baiyue's strength was terrifying beyond measure! Looking at the stunned Wine Sword Immortal, Baiyue's lips curled upward. He knew that the Wine Sword Immortal had been frightened senseless by his overwhelming strength.
Baiyue said arrogantly, "Wine Sword Immortal, use whatever methods you have."
"I will let you experience what true despair is."
The Wine Sword Immortal