Xu Yi was not stubborn. If one road was blocked, he simply took another. Whenever Huang Mei was right, he never dug in his heels and refused to admit it.
At once, he summoned that golden bead again. At the touch of his thought, it expanded once more, transforming into a vast trial space. Xu Yi leaped inside, and in an instant, three streams of sword energy struck toward him. He no longer tried to comprehend the sword intent in them. The Way of Harmony flashed into action, and three streams of energy shot out to meet the incoming attack.
In practically the same instant, the three incoming streams were cut down by his own three.
The Way of Harmony was peerless when used against an enemy. Its only flaw was insufficient power; it could not mow down foes on all sides.
No sooner had Xu Yi cut down the three streams than six more sprang into being. He remained unruffled, meeting them with the same three streams of energy, and captured all six in the blink of an eye.
Suddenly, twelve streams of energy surged out. Xu Yi sent out six to meet them, handling the attack with ease.
But that ease soon vanished as the energy in the trial space continued to multiply, appearing and disappearing in ever-greater waves.
Xu Yi's face took on a gravity it had never worn before. He had pushed the Way of Harmony to its limit. Before him, the energy had multiplied to 1,536 streams, each one a sword of energy, coiling like a dragon. Xu Yi unleashed 999 streams of sword energy and fought with all his might, risking everything.
Not a sliver of his attention remained to spare; it was entirely filled by those thousand-odd swords. He continually controlled his energy