Nu Feng could not describe the might of that sword at all.
A seal from Xuan Yuan Chen Feng contained the momentum of the Great Dao. Since he was a Dao Child and had perfected the Great Vehicle Lotus, that much was understandable.
As for this fellow called Dugu Jian Xiaoxiao, since he was known as a prodigy, his Great Vehicle Lotus certainly had not reached perfection, and he certainly had not truly stepped into the divine path!
That was where the strange part lay.
He was clearly only a prodigy, yet this plain, unremarkable sword contained a strand of the momentum of a Dao that made Nu Feng's heart tremble with fear!
The momentum of the Great Dao within it was even countless times more complete than Xuan Yuan Chen Feng's. They were not even on the same level.
If Xuan Yuan Chen Feng's understanding of the divine path were compared to a tiny seed that had only just put out a tender sprout, then the momentum of the divine path contained in this sword before him was a mature towering tree!
Of course, this comparison had nothing to do with power. It only concerned the degree of one's comprehension of the divine path.
Nu Feng could not understand how this human prodigy had managed to accomplish something so inconceivable.
Unfortunately, he had no chance to resolve the doubt in his heart.
That plain, unremarkable sword came slashing down. He still had nowhere to dodge. As a line of blood slowly welled across his body, he was slain for the second time.
Dugu Jian Xiaoxiao cast Nu Feng a disdainful glance, then sheathed his sword, turned around, and returned to his chess piece...
"Devil Race's Nu Feng, defeated!"
The various Saint Lands of the Devil Race had already fallen