Wang He's sword carried fierce, blazing flames, while Miaoxin's hands were bathed in golden radiance.
Those crimson flames came from the cultivation method Wang He practiced, a trait of Innate True Qi. They looked almost tangible, no different from real fire, which showed that Wang He's comprehension of the Mysterious Mechanism had already reached the point of scaling the peak and reaching perfection.
The golden radiance Miaoxin used was also a manifestation of an Innate Cultivation Method, a particular trait of Buddhist techniques, but it was not merely the wonder of the Mysterious Mechanism. It was the manifestation of a Buddha heart.
The Buddha heart was the Dao heart; the Dao heart was Dao Intent.
Buddhist cultivation methods were rather distinctive. From the very beginning, one would comprehend the Buddha heart, though truly comprehending the real Buddha heart was extremely difficult.
Miaoxin had not yet fully understood the Buddha heart, which meant he had not yet entered the Dao, but because of the special nature of Buddhist techniques, he had already mastered some ways of using Dao Intent.
In terms of cultivation, Miaoxin was above Wang He.
But Wang He had struck with a sneak attack, and Miaoxin, caught off guard, could only defend passively.
When Miaoxin clamped Wang He's sword between his hands, Wang He abruptly released the hilt. His figure twisted in midair, and another streak of crimson Sword Light bloomed, slashing diagonally past Miaoxin's throat.
The crimson flames collided with the golden Buddhist light, erupting into a dense turbulence of True Qi.
The Buddhist light weakened, the flames surged, and in the blink of an eye, the roaring fire had wrapped around Miaoxin's head. Blood fell from within the flames.
Cough, cough~~
Miaoxin coughed softly, and the hands clamped around the Long Sword could not help but