In the chaos, the River of Destiny surged onward.
Above the River of Destiny, an earthshaking battle was unfolding.
One was Su Yi.
The other was a supreme expert of the Original Realm from the dawn of the Chaos Epoch.
Clad in martial attire and gripping a Bronze Short Halberd, his combat strength rivaled that of some present-day Dao Ancestors!
The moment the battle began, Su Yi's situation became perilous in the extreme.
His opponent was too strong.
Far beyond Su Yi's expectations, even when he went all out, he paled in comparison and was utterly suppressed by his opponent's savage might.
In but a moment, Su Yi was riddled with wounds. Several times, he suffered lethal blows, and only thanks to the strength of his state of mind did he narrowly avoid being crushed.
Yet such a brutal fight filled Su Yi with unprecedented exhilaration.
A true swordsman had never feared death.
In the eyes of outsiders, swordsmen were a pack of battle-crazed lunatics.
The reason was that a swordsman's Dao was tempered between life and death. Thus, the greatness of their combat strength was far beyond that of other cultivators.
At this moment, Su Yi's essence, energy, and spirit were focused as never before. His cultivation, both within and without, had been driven to operate at an unprecedented limit.
Lethal threats lurked everywhere, yet instead caused Su Yi's body and mind to focus entirely on the battle.
He forgot everything.
All thoughts vanished.
In his eyes, his heart, and his consciousness, there was only battle!
His wounds grew increasingly grave, yet the more setbacks he suffered, the braver he became.
By the end, Su Yi's Dharma body was already riddled with holes and shattered beyond recognition, yet his battle aura was like a furnace boiling and burning at