However, Dao Lord Taichu had long been prepared. His figure vanished from the spot in an instant, turning into a streak of golden lightning as he easily evaded the Nameless Sword Saint's attack.
"Hahaha!" Dao Lord Taichu mocked as he suddenly appeared behind the Nameless Sword Saint.
His treasured sword sliced through the air, carrying an aura of destruction as it slashed toward the Nameless Sword Saint's back.
Sensing a life-or-death crisis, the Nameless Sword Saint spun around instantly and swung his sword, barely blocking Dao Lord Taichu's attack.
Even so, the impact sent him staggering back several steps, beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead.
"You are still not strong enough, Nameless Sword Saint." Dao Lord Taichu's voice rang out again, his eyes filled with disdain.
The Nameless Sword Saint's resolve only grew firmer. He knew that only by continuously breaking through his limits could he stand even the slightest chance.
He closed his eyes, every muscle in his body taut as his sword intent grew increasingly condensed.
Suddenly, the Nameless Sword Saint's body began to change.
His skin shone with golden light, as though he were a golden Buddha.
A mysterious energy surged from within him, raising his sword aura to an entirely new level.
Dao Lord Taichu's pupils contracted slightly. Sensing the powerful energy within the Nameless Sword Saint, he could not help but become wary.
He knew that the opponent before him was no longer the same as before. This would be a truly grueling battle.
The Nameless Sword Saint opened his eyes, his gaze flashing like lightning as his sword techniques became even fiercer.
He unleashed Sword Dance Nine Heavens once more, but this time, his sword aura was no longer the same as before.
The sword aura condensed into silver lightning dragons that