Under Chu Youwei's anxious gaze, Lu Feng reached out and touched the sword stele before him.
The instant he made contact, Lu Feng's consciousness was suddenly drawn into a vast expanse of white.
The Dragon Tiger Treasure Sword hidden within the sword stele released a terrifying sword intent from the blue crystal jade embedded in its guard.
As Lu Feng sensed the sword intent filling the entire white space, he vaguely seemed to witness the scene of Ouye Longping battling the Dragon Tiger Sword Immortal in the past. Yet only a moment later, that terrifying sword intent Ouye Longping had condensed within the blue crystal jade transformed into the shape of the Dragon Tiger Sword, appearing out of thin air and stabbing straight at him.
This offensive differed from ordinary Soul Attacks—or rather, it was not purely a soul-based offensive. It was a more profound and mysterious means of oppression, suppression on the level of sword intent, as though a trace of sword intent had been attached to an ordinary soul offensive.
Sword Drawn, Dragon Tiger Appears!
Though what Lu Feng faced at that moment was not a true dragon or fierce tiger, the Dragon Tiger Sword condensed from sword intent did indeed faintly emanate a terrifying sword intent akin to true dragons and tigers battling as it thrust directly toward him.
But in Lu Feng's eyes, this sword intent was terribly immature.
With a single glance, Lu Feng identified many hollow flaws that were all flash and no substance.
Before the sword formed from sword intent could approach him, a faint sword intent spreading from Lu Feng's body scattered it midway.
Chu Youwei had not even had time to react before Lu Feng's consciousness returned to his body. She could not tell what had happened at all, nor had