To those Fifth Rank Heaven-Piercing Realm cultivators outside, Sword Lord Cai Mo's greatest pride was his swordsmanship. As a Heaven-Piercing Realm cultivator specializing in battle, his swordsmanship and Sword Intent were the foundation of his existence. With merely three drawn strokes, he could slay over ninety-five percent of cultivators of the same rank.
In the eyes of the spectators, his swordsmanship was "perfect."
Without a single flaw, even while strolling leisurely through a courtyard, he could maintain a mana-expenditure battle-loss ratio of one to two thousand against this suddenly appearing visitor from Outer Heaven. That was utterly terrifying.
This near-perfect technique, paired with a sword and Martial Way Divine Intent, could locate the weakness in every spell and shatter it with swordsmanship. It was clearly nothing more than a rectangular object moving through three-dimensional space, yet its angles were unbelievably vicious and elusive.
In the eyes of the world, swordsmanship was truly nothing more than a low-level minor art. Yet in his hands, it carried an entirely different feeling. It had not drawn any closer to the Great Dao and was still merely a minor art, but the depth of its refinement had far surpassed the limits of what anyone in the world could master.
This was how cultivators of Immortal Heaven cultivated.
What Dao or no Dao—did it matter?
It did not matter. So long as they could cut the other side dead, no Dao was of any use. Thus, even swordsmanship could be pursued to an extraordinarily profound level. Merely through the shifting movements of a rectangular weapon, aided by Martial Way Divine Intent and some applications of qi, they could shatter countless spells.
It was practically like... a scalpel, precisely cutting apart every divine ability. Like a butcher dismembering an ox, it divided all divine abilities, separating