The Cloud-Heaven Sword Force was originally a large-scale killing technique, and its preparation time was naturally its weakness. However, if it was released in the form of Heavenly Dao of Illusory Swords, that weakness naturally no longer existed. Unfortunately, I obviously could not use my signature spell right now.
The Cloud-Heaven Sword Force was already rarely seen in the Ninth Heaven for its fierce and invincible might. Some disciples closest to me had even been beaten so badly that their incorporeal bodies were almost forced out, while more than a dozen had lost limbs. Cries of agony rose one after another. One by one, they retreated beyond the battlefield and began restoring their dao bodies. As for the remaining disciples who had wanted to charge over, they no longer dared to advance.
I slowly drifted down and swept my eyes over the surroundings. The fact that this move could unleash such terrifying power was also closely related to the Sword of Admiration. This divine sword catalyzed the magic power within my body and released it. Sometimes, it activated one or two additional meridians, which was impossible to notice at all. Naturally, I had to be cautious in close combat.
If I fought someone head-on in a decisive battle, I still had to keep my true strength hidden.
"Evil magic! It must be some kind of evil magic!" one disciple shouted. I glared at him, frightening him into hurriedly covering his mouth.
The group of disciples immediately began voicing their discontent as well. In truth, the disciples who were genuinely capable would never come here to attend lectures every day; that much could be guessed. The instructors were indeed powerful, but if someone ranked within the top hundred on the Cloud-Watching Sword Ranking—or even within the top fifty—the gap between them