"Very well. Let's see just how far this brat's attainments in the sword have reached." Xiang Kuang's expression turned solemn. He thrust his left palm forward, and rings of ocher light rippled outward like waves across a lake, encircling Lu Xiaotian.
Under the effects of the Fierce Monkey Wine, Lu Xiaotian's magical power had risen considerably. It had even nearly touched the threshold of breaking through to the Nascent Soul Middle Stage, allowing him to bring out even more of the Sword Embryo's true sharpness.
The Sword Embryo left behind by the Misty Sword Venerable could sweep aside Nascent Soul Cultivators. Anyone below the Grand Cultivator realm who encountered it would surely die. Even Dark Nightmare Ghost King, who was at the Ghost King Late Stage and absurdly powerful enough to massacre a city in a fit of rage, had been no more than an opponent who could withstand a single strike from the Misty Sword Embryo. Had he not escaped through a teleportation array, he too would have perished beneath its blade.
Perhaps Lu Xiaotian's magical power and cultivation realm were still far inferior to Xiang Kuang's, but the Sword Embryo's edge, now beginning to reveal itself, was something even Xiang Kuang could not afford to underestimate.
This time, Xiang Kuang had used the true intent of earth without holding anything back. In truth, at his current realm, he still could not fully control the true intent of earth. Even if he wanted to reserve some power, it would hardly be realistic.
With the aid of the Fierce Monkey Wine, Lu Xiaotian's strength had surged. After being touched by that insight, he had nearly reached the state of unity between man and sword within a short time. Taking the sword as himself and himself as the sword, wherever the