To him, the only obsession of his life had been his saber Dao. It was precisely this obsession with the saber Dao that had propelled him all the way to where he stood today.
What Ye Xiwen meant was that he intended to completely shatter his Dao heart and make him doubt his own saber Dao. That would be even worse than suffering grievous wounds.
Once Ye Xiwen killed him to the point where he no longer dared use a saber, once he began to doubt the saber Dao he had always upheld, then he would be finished. His life would be utterly ruined.
At that thought, he realized that he could not let Ye Xiwen continue. Otherwise, his Dao heart truly might be destroyed.
"What a vicious heart!" He could clearly feel that terrifying saber aura bearing down upon him. He no longer doubted that Ye Xiwen possessed such strength.
Whoosh!
He struck directly, unleashing a startling blade radiance. He put all his strength into it, and the blade radiance was terrifying as it transformed into a Wrathful Ghost in the void. It threw back its head in a long howl, then turned into a gaping bloody maw and crushed straight toward Ye Xiwen.
At that moment, Ye Xiwen made his move.
Fast!
Fast!
Fast!
His blade radiance was fast to the extreme—or rather, his attacking speed was fast to the extreme. Almost in an instant, from preparation to drawing his blade, it flowed in one seamless motion. At that moment, this blade radiance slashed directly into the Wrathful Ghost.
Bang!
With a sound like clashing gold and iron, the Wrathful Ghost had already taken solid form and was even harder than metal and stone. Yet Ye Xiwen split it in two with a single slash.
This was no