Under the influence of my force field, Zhilin's scattered energy in close combat grew increasingly fierce. This was because I was becoming more and more familiar with using the Heavenly Dao Nascent Soul. After years of tempering my knowledge, even though the power of the Two Poles Heaven and Earth had only just activated, I could switch between different powers with consummate ease. As a result, Zhilin gradually found herself unable to keep up with my power of deconstruction.
Even using vibrations to disperse my power, Zhilin could no longer do it. It was as though she possessed strength throughout her body but could not concentrate it. My fierce assault gradually began. As my two nearly transparent Kuiyi stone divine weapons clashed, they resembled meteors exploding in all directions. Every collision of power left Zhilin in great discomfort, while the sword qi that fell upon her like a violent storm shredded her clothes, blood spots decorating her garments like plum blossoms.
But given that the gap between our cultivation levels should have allowed me to crush her, she still refused to stop attacking.
I knew she had quite a strong competitive streak. If I did not win by overwhelming force, she would ultimately cling to the hope of a fluke victory. Thus, in close combat, I directly unleashed a deconstruction technique on her arm.
A single deconstruction technique was no mere force-field influence. It was a spiritual skill attack. In an instant, the power in Zhilin's knife-wielding hand collapsed, and she nearly lost her grip on the blade. The next moment, she reacted quite nimbly, immediately bringing up her left hand in a two-handed stance to assist her attack. But my sword was too fast. It pointed straight at her face, then instantly withdrew.
The attack had clearly been meant