The sword qi of the two men collided, erupting with a deafening roar.
The mountain peaks trembled, and even the surrounding space seemed to be bearing immense pressure.
Winds and clouds shifted abruptly, dark clouds gathering overhead as though heaven and earth themselves were changing for this battle.
Time seemed to have come to a standstill; every instant was a life-or-death duel.
Dao Lord Taichu furrowed his brow tightly. He felt the pressure coming from the man in the silver-white robes. This was a challenge unlike any he had faced before.
Yet he did not retreat. Instead, he grew even more excited. He knew that only by enduring such a battle could he break through his bottleneck.
Wisdom glimmered in the silver-white-robed man's eyes. His swordsmanship became ever more refined, as though he had fused with heaven and earth.
His offensive gradually gained the upper hand, suppressing Dao Lord Taichu.
"Your Dao Power is still not profound enough!" the silver-white-robed man said again.
His voice was like the pronouncement of judgment, impossible to resist.
Determination flashed through Dao Lord Taichu's eyes. He drew a deep breath, and the Dao Power around him suddenly surged.
His swordsmanship became sharper still. Sword qi flashed like lightning, sword light arced like a rainbow, piercing the heavens as it swept toward the silver-white-robed man with the force of raging wind and torrential rain.
For a time, the entire battlefield seemed to sink into an ocean of sword qi, with sword light weaving together into a magnificent tableau.
The silver-white-robed man's lips curved slightly. The silver sword in his hand danced, effortlessly neutralizing Dao Lord Taichu's assault.
His movements were fluid and precise, like those of a dancer. He dissolved every move Dao Lord Taichu made with exquisite skill.
"Dao Lord Taichu, you still have