"Lü Jian is going to lose!"
True Lord Qingshui's face showed no emotion, but his eyes held a trace of weariness and sorrow.
Every cultivator knew what it meant for the power of their domain to be suppressed.
Xiaoyue gripped his blade, his aura growing stronger by the moment as he pressed Lü Jian down hard. He toyed with his opponent like a cat with a mouse. He didn't just want to defeat him; he wanted to crush his will and trample the Tianli Sect beneath his feet.
Lü Jian's body began to tremble. At last, he understood just how great the gap between them was.
His opponent had already condensed a seed of the Great Dao and undergone a qualitative breakthrough. His Sword Domain was completely suppressed, leaving him not the slightest chance of victory. Unless...
A sharp glint suddenly flashed in his eyes. Above his head, a Nascent Soul appeared, unleashing a powerful will that actually held back the other man's Blade Domain.
"Is that... burning your Nascent Soul?"
Xiaoyue's eyes narrowed slightly, then he sneered. "You want to burn your Nascent Soul? You have no idea that you're facing me, someone who can step into Divine Wander at any moment. And you think burning your Nascent Soul will let you fight me? What a fool!"
"Then I'll burn even more!"
Xiaoyue's Blade Domain suddenly surged in strength once again. The void cracked inch by inch, and the overwhelming force pressed Lü Jian's Sword Domain back even further. Lü Jian took a step backward, his face turning another shade paler.
"Kill!"
Lü Jian struck first. He no longer tried to counter his opponent with his Sword Domain. The sword technique unleashed by burning his Nascent Soul blazed like the sun at its zenith, slashing toward Xiaoyue.
This strike