At the center of the battlefield, Sword Qi crisscrossed in every direction, vast and boundless as chaos, filled with scenes of cataclysmic destruction.
The heavens overturned, and the earth sank.
Everything seemed to have ceased to exist.
Only two figures remained, becoming undying, indestructible sights amid this scene of ruin.
Bang!
Su Yi staggered back several steps. The sword intent between the fingers of his right hand shattered, and blood flowed from his knuckles.
Fine cracks appeared across his azure robe, marks left by the sweeping Sword Qi.
On the other side, the sword seal formed by Lu Shi's five fingers shattered into pieces, and a bloody sword wound appeared on his cheek.
He too retreated several steps. The aura around him surged and thundered like rolling lightning, its sound shaking the surrounding lands.
Yet he merely smiled, raised a hand to wipe the blood from his cheek, and said softly,
"The sword governs slaughter and brings destruction to its utmost limit. No matter what Great Dao one uses to temper one's attainments in the sword, it is all for the sake of defeating great enemies, carving out a path to survival, and pressing forward without hesitation wherever the sword points!"
"This is the only path pursued by every sword cultivator."
"But in this world, there are far too few who can truly reach your and my level in the sword..."
After saying that, Lu Shi sighed deeply, clearly speaking from the heart.
Then he smiled again. "Still, it is fortunate that today, at this very moment, I have finally encountered one."
His words brimmed with gratification.
Su Yi said, "Could it be because your cultivation on the River of Destiny is not strong enough, which is why you have not been able to find more formidable opponents?"
Lu Shi