To outsiders, the handsome man's sword strike appeared utterly ordinary, like a child casually scribbling.
Yet in Su Yi's eyes, it brimmed with the essence of "No Craft" and "Great Form Formless." All the wondrous truths and might of the sword had washed away their adornments, their brilliance contained within the invisible!
For the first time since entering this trial, Su Yi felt pressure when facing this strike!
But that was precisely what he had hoped for!
With a soft laugh, he pressed two fingers together like a sword and charged forward.
A streak of Sword Qi shot forth, simple and clean.
When the two streaks of Sword Qi collided in midair, heaven and earth abruptly fell silent. The nearby void, like a painted scroll, suddenly filled with countless cracks.
Even the Chaos Mist drifting in the distance split open with fissures!
Then, with an earthshaking boom, two utterly different and terrifying Sword Mights spread from Su Yi's fingertips and the handsome man's blade.
The handsome man staggered several steps back.
Su Yi's figure was likewise jolted into swaying.
Yet almost at the same instant, both attacked again.
The rusty longsword in the handsome man's hand moved freely, its strokes without fixed form, like drifting clouds unfurling and rolling, like flowing radiance shooting through the air.
Every strike carried the essence of the Great Dao's ultimate simplicity, yet each strike possessed the force to split heaven and earth apart.
Such attainments in the sword were truly terrifying beyond measure, profound and unfathomable, reaching an inconceivable level.
Su Yi was also a sword cultivator. How could he fail to understand how formidable such a sword path was?
Rather than being alarmed, he rejoiced. He attacked with all his strength, holding nothing back.
Unlike the handsome man, Su Yi's swordsmanship seemed to