Meng Zhao nodded slightly at this power. No matter where it came from, as long as it was useful, that was enough.
Yu Daoist had thought he could provoke Meng Zhao into attacking him, but Meng Zhao had not even deigned to make trouble for him. Fury and resentment rose in his heart. Added to his many grievances and dissatisfactions toward Mu Yi, Killing Aura surged within him. He wanted to slaughter Mu Yi and sever Imperial Sui's last thread of destiny.
The broad sword in his hand thrust forward bleakly, its momentum like a great river surging onward, layer upon layer. Sword Qi spread outward, supple yet filled with undercurrents, each wave rising higher than the last, as though it could increase without end. This swordsmanship alone was no work of an ordinary hand.
Mu Yi's moves struck Yu Daoist's Sword Qi and sword momentum, only to be swiftly shattered and dissolved. Instead, they became power that merged into the latter's Sword Qi, increasing its might.
Sword Qi Like a Waterfall transformed into a frigid torrent and surged toward Mu Yi.
Mr. Yue, whose vision was exceptionally keen, seemed to have gained some insight. He said,
"Third Young Master, Yu Daoist's swordsmanship seems to be intimately connected to the Weak Water Grand Array. It contains a strand of the True Meaning of Weak Water. It is pure, yet melts away all power. He truly is a formidable man."
This power did not rely solely on the broad sword forged from Weak Water Crystal Stone in his hand. More importantly, it stemmed from his own attainments in swordsmanship and cultivation realm, which had reached a certain level.
With such swordsmanship and cultivation, coupled with the Weak Water Crystal Stone that complemented this Sword Intent and sword technique, he could naturally