While Xue Lian and the others were hoodwinking Lusheng.
Fang Xiao had already controlled the Great White Sword Pellet as it rose into the sky.
On one side was the Great White Sword Pellet, collapsed to the utmost extreme and transformed into a sword void.
On the other was the Sword of Heavenly Tribulation, condensed from Immeasurable tribulation power, its single blade blotting out the heavens.
They represented two extremes displayed by the Sword Dao.
The two were locked in a clash of needle against wheat. Though they had yet to draw close, the collision of their sword intent had continued without end.
After what seemed like an age but was in truth only a fleeting instant, they finally crossed the distance and struck each other.
In that instant, white light burst forth, completely illuminating the dark void.
Amid an incomparably piercing sword shriek, immeasurable sword qi erupted and shot wildly in every direction.
That heaven-toppling force, as though it meant to crush all things beneath it, pressed down without cease, seeking to completely suppress the Great White Sword Pellet.
By the look of things, the Sword of Heavenly Tribulation seemed to hold the upper hand.
Yet Fang Xiao turned a blind eye to it.
His eyes focused as, through the power of his Primordial Sword Body, he continuously observed the changes in the Sword Dao's Dao tracks behind the Sword of Heavenly Tribulation.
The Sword of Heavenly Tribulation had, after all, been condensed from the tribulation power of the entire seventh heavenly tribulation. In terms of might, it was indeed extraordinarily formidable.
Even late-stage Spirit Transformation cultivators would likely be unable to meet it head-on. If caught unprepared, even peak Spirit Transformation cultivators might be injured by it.
For cultivators who had ordinarily advanced from Nascent Soul to Spirit