Such a Powerful Primordial Spirit

"Yunmeng!"

Fang Mo suddenly opened his eyes. His powerful Primordial Spirit erupted, and all the blade shadows merged into one and surged forth.

He had rarely used the thirteenth form of the Flowing Cloud Sword. It had merely served to stimulate his Primordial Spirit Power, but this time, he used the Yunmeng Sword Form to unleash the power of his Primordial Spirit, condensing it into an even stronger impact.

Level 1 Mechs had already incorporated Primordial Spirit defense materials. Ordinary Heavenly Human Realm experts could not affect Mech Warriors at all. Only because his Primordial Spirit was strong enough—having long surpassed the Heavenly Human Realm and reached the Transcendent Realm—was he able to inflict damage.

Level 2 Mechs were specifically designed to deal with the Transcendent Realm. Given the Mechanical Empire's understanding of the martial world, they had surely incorporated even more defenses and countermeasures against Primordial Spirit attacks.

Therefore, he had not used a Primordial Spirit attack from the outset. He had been waiting for an opportunity.

But now, he could wait no longer. He could only risk everything and give it a try.

The black mech sensed the terrifying fluctuations of Blade Intent. He had no time to activate the magnetic field and hurriedly deployed his Particle Shield. He had personally experienced Fang Mo's Blade Intent. Without the Particle Shield to block it, the mech would not withstand more than a few strikes.

"What kind of blade technique is this?"

In the distance, Xia Fanbai forced himself to remain upright as he watched. In his eyes, that Blade Light was dreamlike and illusory, as if unreal, yet it radiated overwhelming power, as though heaven and earth themselves were trembling.

As the blade struck out, astonishing Blade Intent shot straight into the clouds, as though it would tear heaven