Looking at the blood-red longsword in Gong San's hand, Gong Qi pursed her lips, fighting spirit quietly spreading through her heart.
Their cultivation levels had been worlds apart to begin with. It would have been strange if she won.
Since this was a battle she was bound to lose, rather than agonizing over how to win, she might as well figure out how to lose without making too much of a spectacle of herself.
Once she thought it through, Gong Qi no longer felt such urgency.
The calmer she became, the more rationally she could analyze how to hold out against Gong San for as long as possible.
Learning Gong San's Destruction Sword Intent as she had when fighting Yu Ze... that would not work.
The thought that had just surfaced in Gong Qi's mind was instantly crushed.
Gong San's Destruction Sword Intent was far too powerful. It could shatter Gong Qi's Sword Intent in almost an instant, leaving her no time at all to study it.
Gong Qi seriously suspected that Gong San had watched her battle with Yu Ze and deliberately done this.
The thought merely circled through her mind before she suppressed it.
Because the countless Sword Intents behind Gong San had, under her control, gathered into an enormous longsword.
The sword's momentum rose steadily, layer upon layer, carrying the sense that its power was stacking upon itself.
Gong Qi was quite astonished, as though a door to a new world had opened before her.
Was this the Myriad Swords Return to Soul Gong San had comprehended?
It seemed completely different from her own.
Gong San seemed to see through Gong Qi's thoughts. A faint smile curved in her eyes as she suddenly formed a hand seal and sent out the longsword in her hand.
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