"Kill!" Forbidden Slave shouted. That frost-white divine sword skimmed my cheeks several times. Her sword was frighteningly fast—almost the sharpest and most brutal swordsmanship I had ever seen. Those sword techniques showed not the slightest mercy; they were killing arts forged solely for taking lives.??
I did not know when she had forgotten her humanity, leading her to develop such methods of attack. However, as someone who had endured countless battlefields, I would not be put at a disadvantage so easily. Winning against her was impossible, of course, but dodging these attacks presented no great difficulty.
After knocking her sword aside several times in a row, I took advantage of the force from one clash and unleashed the vortex again. Forbidden Slave was sent rebounding by that force, but she charged back once more. Outside the vortex, I had already prepared the incantation. With one strike, a storm of pressure instantly formed around us. Forbidden Slave had not expected me to release a spell so quickly. She instinctively used the Spirit-Absorbing Art while slashing again, trying to break through the pressure. But I had prepared this incantation inside my Dao body for a long time—how could brute force possibly dispel it? Before long, she was forced back into the vortex!
I acted without hesitation. Taking advantage of that crucial instant of stagnation, I released the Floating World's Pure-Sound Sword. At that moment, Wo Chan's wings vibrated rapidly, and its violent cry instantly enveloped the surroundings, shattering all the hidden temporary small-scale Solidifying-World formations beside the pit!
Once the formation diagram was destroyed, the vortex continued spinning as it rapidly shrank. After two or three revolutions, it vanished completely. I let out a sigh of relief. Forbidden Slave had been completely sealed back inside the original space. With the forbidden-art formation