He was naturally unwilling to give up.
He had devoted countless years to the Way of the Sword.
The sword had once been the means by which he made his name.
He would never abandon his own swordsmanship and use some other magic treasure instead.
To him, that would run counter to the principles he had always upheld.
After all, this was his second battle with Kong Xuan.
Last time, Kong Xuan had cut his body in half.
And he had nearly cut off Kong Xuan's head.
The two of them had more or less ended up evenly matched.
Now that they had met again, both of them intended to fight once more.
In that case, he naturally wanted to have a proper clash of Blade and Sword Intent.
The blood-colored sun in the sky grew increasingly immense and vast.
It was even becoming incredibly condensed.
Waves rippled through the void, as if it could no longer withstand the pressure of this colossal mass.
An unparalleled aura spread out, bringing with it a suffocating feeling.
Suirenshi watched the blood-colored sun grow ever more powerful, his heart filled with worry.
He had no idea how much Kong Xuan's injuries had healed.
But against such a powerful move, even the slightest opening could prove fatal.
If Kong Xuan had fully recovered, then there was no problem. But if she had not, she could truly be in danger.
He stared intently at the blood-colored sun in the sky. If Kong Xuan showed any sign of being unable to hold on, he would immediately step in.
After all, he wasn't sure whether Kong Xuan could truly withstand it.
Kong Xuan, meanwhile, was also staring fixedly at the blood-colored sun.
Her gaze grew ever more focused.
She shifted slightly, then, for the first time, took