"Flaw. You actually said Sword Twenty-Three had a flaw? A flaw?"
Facing Jiang Dali's calm, faintly smiling words, the Sword Saint immediately felt irritation fill his chest. His already shaken mind fluctuated violently once more. He glared at Jiang Dali, yet could not refute him.
Of course, he knew Jiang Dali was not wrong.
But this correct statement was also the greatest mistake—a kind of harshness.
Because Sword Twenty-Three itself had no flaws. It was flawlessly natural, leaving others without the slightest opening to exploit.
Jiang Dali said there was a flaw because this flaw could no longer be considered a flaw. It was simply not something ordinary human strength could overcome.
If someone's body, mind, and spirit were all suppressed until they could not move, how could they possibly mount any powerful resistance?
Even someone as strong as Jiang Dali, if not for the divine dragon fortune protection awakened by the Dragon Vein at that time, which alerted him and allowed him to swiftly enter the Original Mind State, exempting him from all mental and spiritual suppression and harm, would never have been able to break free from Sword Twenty-Three's suppression of his essence, qi, and spirit.
And even after breaking free, if he had not known the terrifying mental art Power-level Maha Wuliang, causing endless power to erupt from within his body to withstand the damage inflicted by Sword Twenty-Three, he would not have lasted long before being killed.
It was precisely the eruption of Power-level Maha Wuliang that allowed him to briefly withstand Sword Twenty-Three's terrifying destructive force, recover his ability to move in that instant, seize the opportunity, unleash all his power, and exploit the Sword Saint's moment of mental vulnerability after his immense shock. Only then had he used Nine Revolving Spirals of Contrary Intent