Merely having Number Two's palm aimed at him had triggered Feng Xiaose into unleashing the second realm of the Myriad Sword Technique.
This naturally shocked everyone. Even the only two thousand-zhang giants present were suppressed beneath his feet.
Yet no matter how Xu Xiaoshou looked at it...
He could sense a hint of "seeing a snake in a cup's reflection" and "overreacting to shadows" in Feng Xiaose's response.
"These thousand-zhang blood-red sword wings must be the Wrath of the Great Red God."
"The Myriad Sword Technique truly deserves to be called a technique focused on sheer presence. So grand, so dazzling. Once this move came out, even Number Two in battle mode was suppressed..."
"But if Feng Xiaose could perfectly control the second realm of the Myriad Sword Technique and attack with effortless ease, there was no reason for him to have been so timid earlier."
"So, perhaps his combat strength could reach the Saint level at full power, but the second realm must be unstable. In short, he is..."
"A spent arrow!"
Under the Wrath of the Great Red God, even though Xu Xiaoshou had not intended to conceal himself, his presence had been reduced to its lowest point.
All that remained between heaven and earth were those brilliant, dazzling scarlet sword wings. They were breathtakingly magnificent, impossible to look away from.
Xu Xiaoshou silently analyzed Feng Xiaose's condition.
He knew that ancient sword cultivators followed a different path from spirit cultivators.
For something as mystical as the second realm of a certain sword technique, one did not necessarily have to reach the Demi-Saint level to comprehend it.
Those with sufficient talent could, even without becoming Sword Deities, suddenly comprehend the second realm of a sword technique in a single moment. Their combat strength would then soar, reaching at