His Finger Sword Technique had just risen to true sword intent, drawing countless heated gazes. This was the way of the sword—the first contest of sword intent the Star Under Red Clothes Civilization had seen in countless years.
With the Wushang Dao and Bing Xu's swordsmanship backing it, Red Sword was almost the strongest swordsmanship in the Star Under Red Clothes Civilization.
The Three Heavens Sword Intent was already extremely powerful. It was a battle art of the Eternal Life Realm, and at that level, it was no weaker than any other swordsmanship. Its earlier failure to break through the enemy's defenses had not been because it was weak. In a pure contest of swordsmanship, the Three Heavens Sword Intent was a battle art that governed both process and outcome, involving causality. It was no worse than any other sword technique.
Ba Yue watched. "What powerful swordsmanship. Lu Yin's swordsmanship is no weaker than Bing Xu's."
Jiu Wen watched the Three Heavens Sword Intent. A sword technique involving causality? It didn't seem like something this young man could have created.
Bing Xu realized that even with Red Sword, he could barely break through the Three Heavens Sword Intent. No matter how he attacked, it always managed to block him, as though the outcome were inevitable. Left with no choice, he opened his red umbrella. The eight ribs made the Wushang Dao cultivators watching shudder.
Countless people dreamed of cultivating the Wushang Dao to the Eight Fen level. Yet since ancient times, few had ever reached that point. Every one of them was a powerful figure worthy of being recorded in history.
The eight umbrella ribs were scarlet. Red Sword entered the ribs, but Lu Yin didn't wait. The Three Heavens Sword Intent pursued Bing Xu, slashing straight at him.
Bing