Having a trump card and not having one were two completely different matters.
Of course, Su Yi had a trump card.
Yet whether in his past lives or this one, he had always disdained borrowing external power.
That was the pride etched into the bones of a sword cultivator.
But that did not mean he would still risk his life in a pointless struggle when facing death.
When his opponents had all brought out their Trump Cards to kill him, what he had to do was return tooth for tooth, eye for eye.
A contest of Trump Cards.
Su Yi had never feared one!
Rumble!
It was as though heaven and earth had been split apart.
As all six Immortal Dao Treasures, each capable of destroying heaven and earth, streaked through the sky toward Su Yi, everyone could see only a blaze of dazzling light.
At the same time, Su Yi drew his sword.
An obscure and mysterious aura surged from the blue-gold blade of the Mortal Realm Sword.
That aura was ancient and weighty, vast and boundless. Like indescribable chaos itself, it carried supreme might sufficient to make the heavens tremble as it spread from the Mortal Realm Sword.
It was the aura of the Nine Hells Sword!
Long ago, after Su Yi attained the World King Realm, he had rarely used the Nine Hells Sword again.
But now, as he wielded the Nine Hells Sword's power with his Grotto Universe Realm cultivation, he suddenly discovered that he could already control a portion of its power with ease!
Though that portion was not even a tenth of its full power, it gave Su Yi a feeling he had never experienced before.
It was a great power transcending the mortal world.
It was a power that leaped beyond the cage