Manjushri Bodhisattva, a figure who appeared only in mythological legends and Buddhist tales, had come into the Real Realm. He stood facing her from afar, sword raised as if ready to strike. Jiang Zhiwei felt as though she were dreaming, and was inexplicably stirred. As a devout swordswoman, few things excited her more than confronting a mythological figure with her own sword—especially when Manjushri Bodhisattva was famed as the "Sword of Wisdom," even among the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of the Mythological Era!
The danger of facing a Great Power like this went without saying. Jiang Zhiwei didn't even think she had the slightest chance of winning. Though her opponent's true spirit had vanished, leaving only his Golden Body, how could the long road of seeking the Sword Dao always be smooth sailing? Were enemies' strengths always supposed to fall within a range where victory was possible? This was no game. It was reality!
Unless she put herself in mortal danger and cast everything else aside, focusing only on her own sword and the enemy before her, it would be difficult to truly experience that state of being alone with only herself and her sword.
Ordinarily, the remains of Human Immortals and Earth Immortals without intelligence, when controlled by another, possessed only near-Dharma Body-level strength. The two Earth Immortal Remains belonging to the Cao Clan in the auxiliary capital were like that. Jiang Zhiwei could currently face them with ease, and even defeat them in battle. But if, for one reason or another, they gained a degree of intelligence and could act on their own, they would be comparable to Earth Immortals. The Northern True Dragon corpse and Innate Divine Corpse of the Sect of Impermanence of Life and Death were just such examples. Jiang Zhiwei believed she would have only