Blade Intent fused with the profound principles of the Great Dao, resonating with its wielder's heart and will. At a single thought, all laws followed; with a single blade, heaven and earth echoed.
It began in the heart and rose with momentum. Returned to its sheath, it concealed its edge, and ten thousand paths submitted. Drawn from its sheath, its momentum rose, and all falsehood was severed.
Jiang Yan silently recited the words. Within him, an unfathomably mysterious rhythm and momentum took shape. Blade Momentum emerged, its sharpness restrained, capable of advancing and retreating at will.
"Momentum moved with intent..."
In the void, a saber sheath manifested—rootless and boundless, formless and shadowless, as though it did not belong to this world.
Jiang Yan held his palm above the sheath in an empty grip. Though there was clearly nothing in his hand, his five fingers curled as if he were truly gripping a saber hilt.
A faint radiance spread as an arcane aura gathered at the point where his hand met the sheath.
Swish!
Jiang Yan drew his saber.
Ahead, space was torn apart. Invisible force repeatedly sliced through the area, bringing destruction in the blink of an eye. Spatial turbulence raged, leaving the ground scarred and devastated.
That force did not fade. Instead, it swept toward Wuhuan.
Wuhuan closed his eyes and made an empty grip with his fingers, copying Jiang Yan's movement exactly.
Swish!
An identical saber aura slashed out and collided with Jiang Yan's saber aura.
Boom!
The entire space shuddered violently. Jiang Yan and Wuhuan stood firm amid the explosion, utterly unmoving.
"You copied even the pose?"
Speechless, Jiang Yan exited the Combat Space. He did not have time to fool around with this Copy right now.
"My strength should be enough now. It's time to take