I drew in a sharp breath. The Sword Qi unleashed by that stomp was a full thirty percent stronger than mine just now! The method of condensing sword intent was indeed exceedingly rare, but swordsmanship like this was inevitably rather hot-tempered as well. No wonder Yin-Yang had failed to reach balance, giving Dawn-Dusk Misaligned Stars its skewed obsession, until it strayed farther and farther off course and eventually became Li Zuoxing's "burden."
Li Zuoxing naturally had no idea what I was thinking. The moment his foot landed, the silver sword summoned supreme sword might, cleaving heaven and earth in two. One half turned black, the other white, and Li Zuoxing's Sword Song resonated forth: "Through the mortal world, I speak of ancient tales; who in life has a thousand-year span? I wave my cloud-brushing sleeve for your smile; ten thousand sword rivers divide the stars' reflections! Mortal Life Sword Gate! A Smile Divides the Star River!"
The sword might of Dawn-Dusk Misaligned Stars split heaven and earth into two extremes. As a smile curled at the corner of Li Zuoxing's mouth, his level-pointed long sword slowly rose. Then, under his incomparably fierce sword intent, the Sword Qi suddenly erupted like an ignited volcano, roaring into the sky!
"Ten Thousand Sword Rivers Divide the Stars' Reflections!" Li Zuoxing shouted furiously. The silver sword seemed to merge with him, causing his energy to surge in an instant. Countless sword rivers actually formed in the sky, as though the Sword Song had truly come to pass, cleaving the stars' reflections overhead in two!
But that was not the end. His sword still had to descend. The sky, already divided into stark black and white, was suddenly cut in half from top to bottom, forming a cross-shaped pattern!
This time, ten thousand star rivers