The Imprinter was still watching from the Star Source Universe, waiting for a chance to strike. He never expected Lu Yin to suddenly attack him with a sword. How had Lu Yin spotted him? And how could his attack reach into the Star Source Universe?
There was no point in wondering. The Imprinter tried to dodge, but when Lu Yin's sword fell, there was nowhere to go. The Thirteenth Sword and Fourteenth Sword were both unavoidable sword techniques. As long as someone was within range, they would be struck.
Space twisted, and the Imprinter stumbled out. His steps were unsteady, his face deathly pale. Clutching his chest, he stared at Lu Yin, then suddenly spat out blood and slowly crouched down. A deep, heartfelt anguish overwhelmed him with despair. The feeling was almost impossible to bear.
Pfft!
He spat out another mouthful of blood. His robe was soaked red across the chest, and his whole body trembled.
Lu Yin lowered his sword. "Do you see it now?"
Liu Tianmu wasn't surprised that Lu Yin had defeated the Imprinter with a single sword strike. The man had played it safe by hiding in the Star Source Universe, and he hadn't even displayed his true strength. He had underestimated Lu Yin far too badly. If he'd gone all out from the start, he wouldn't have been defeated in one strike.
"I just don't feel like this is truly the Fourteenth Sword. There's been no fundamental change," Liu Tianmu said.
Lu Yin tossed his sword to Liu Tianmu. He had the same feeling. The Fourteenth Sword did surpass the Thirteenth Sword, but at its core, it still stemmed from emotion. Liu Huang believed he had created the Fourteenth Sword, but Lu Yin had long thought it was merely an advanced version of the