Crimson sword intent rose skyward from Bu Junfeng, like a red lotus rooted between heaven and earth.
As Bu Junfeng swung the ice sword in his hand, the Crimson Lotus Sword Intent gradually dragged out a mass of dazzling radiance in midair, deliberately taking shape as a lotus slowly blooming.
The red sword intent was like blood, like fire.
Suddenly, Bu Junfeng changed his sword technique. The sword intent around his entire body began to draw inward, and a terrifying surge of power erupted from the blossoming lotus.
This slash carried not only destructive power, but also an aura of fear and despair that filled everyone's hearts.
Lin Bai's eyes shifted slightly at the sight. He had already sensed something unusual in Bu Junfeng's sword.
He pondered it thoughtfully.
Bu Junfeng sheathed his sword and stood there, smiling lightly. "I am ultimately not a sword cultivator, so I can only demonstrate it this far. If Brother Lin gained any insight, this sword should become even more complete!"
He was right. He was not a sword cultivator, and the sword technique he displayed possessed only the form, not the spirit.
If this sword had been unleashed by Lin Bai, its might might have been even more terrifying.
Seeing that nothing had happened nearby, the three top experts—He Gongji, Old Wen, and Tang Xiong—gradually relaxed and sat together, watching this gathering of prodigies.
"He truly has embarked on an extreme path!" Seeing the sword technique Bu Junfeng had displayed and recalling the Crimson Lotus Sinfire Lin Bai had unleashed in Nine Underworlds City in the past, Old Wen could not help sighing.
With Old Wen's insight, it was not difficult to see that this sword Lin Bai had created himself was far too extreme, almost following a path that defied scripture and