Yuan Wuji made his move. In an instant, sand and stones flew through the valley, and the force was immense!
It was a strike from a powerhouse of the Breath Soil Realm, enough to suppress and kill any Wind Riding-level expert.
"Careful!"
Fan Yaoyao couldn't help calling out to the man on the altar. Though she didn't know who he was, she instinctively didn't want him to get hurt.
The young man on the altar, however, remained calm. Facing Yuan Wuji's terrifying palm strike, he pressed his index and middle fingers together and traced a line through the air, as if writing in midair.
Boom!
Yet his movement through the air instantly stirred enormous waves in space. Sword Qi seemed to rage through the air like a vast ocean, completely dissolving the other man's palm strike!
"What kind of sword is that?!"
"How can it... be so powerful?!"
Everyone was stunned.
The young man's earlier ability to withstand a strike from a hegemon-level expert could be explained by the three great hegemons holding back out of caution, not using their full strength.
But Yuan Wuji had definitely used his true power this time.
And yet, his strike had still been stopped.
What was more, the other man had sat on the altar without moving an inch!
"Could he... Could he have mastered the Sword Technique carved into those stones? How is that possible?!"
Jian Wuming spoke in shock.
As a powerful swordsman, he had keenly sensed that the young man's great sword art was very similar to the sword formation from earlier, and to the true-form diagrams of the Sword Dao carved into the stones...
Hearing this, the others were also astonished.
"The true-form diagrams of the Sword Dao are actually this powerful!"
"Can someone in the Wind Riding Realm