A thousand thoughts flashed through my mind. By this point, I no longer had any intention of interfering. For some reason, I even felt a trace of relief. Perhaps it was because Xia Ruize was still alive, or perhaps because I felt that he and Li Poxiao had reached some kind of balance.
At least I would not have to return and tell Mother and Grandmother that Xia Ruize was dead. Nor would I have to tell Yu Xiaoxue why I had taken her husband to Tiannan and failed to bring him back safely. I would still be able to face Yu Xin and little Yi, that brother-and-sister pair.
But the Violet Sword was actually just as astonishing as the Little Heaven Sword. Both of them were far too heaven-defying—powerful enough to affect the balance of the entire world. How could I allow them to fall into Li Poxiao and Xia Ruize's hands and leave the world in danger of erupting at any moment?
Dongfang Fu and I had already retreated far from the battlefield, yet we could still feel wave after wave of sword force crashing into our faces. The attacks of those two had shaken the surrounding space. This was the interlayer of the Heavenly Dao space, after all. Even something as terrifying as a thermonuclear weapon could only create cracks in the Nine Heavens. If these two fought to the death, the Nine Heavens themselves would probably be caught in the aftermath.
"I'm only afraid that even if I went all out, I wouldn't have an easy time defeating these two troublesome opponents," I said flatly.
"The Violet Sword possesses the Nine Sons Channels. Its combinations of attributes are endlessly varied, and in terms of restraint, it encompasses nearly every attribute and attack in the world. The