Though it was broad daylight, a blade gleam brighter than the blazing sun flashed forth. Storm-vortex-like blade qi, capable of grinding mountains into dust, was cleaved in two by an even more powerful blade gleam. When it swept past the Demon Blade's body, it was no more than a gentle breeze, lifting his hanging hair to sway like willow branches.
The Storm form of the Seven Limits of Heaven Devouring Earth Annihilation was swift as lightning. It drew the currents of air into a vast tornado-like blade force, enough to tear any opponent into pieces.
This move was unleashed as swiftly as a thought turning, capable of answering any opponent or technique. It was also what Ning Ke had relied upon when she stepped forward to block the Demon Blade's attack.
"Fine blade art. It drew the spiritual winds of heaven and earth into the blade, compressed and catalyzed them in an instant, then released them like a storm. Its power rises according to the amount of spiritual qi absorbed, with no end in sight. Is this the blade art of the Heavenly Saber?"
The Demon Blade pressed his left thumb against the mouth of the scabbard at his waist while gripping the hilt in reverse with his right hand. Delight showed in his eyes as he slowly aligned the tip of the large saber on his back with the scabbard's opening. With a grating screech of metal, heathed the blade.
The Storm strike was formidable, surpassing even a natural storm by an unknown margin. In a flash of lightning, the Demon Blade had drawn and slashed, dispersing Xiang Yang's distant attack into nothingness. At the same time, he secretly marveled at the profundity of Xiang Yang's blade art.
The Demon Blade was sinister and cruel by nature, but all