You Ye'er stood on the mountain range, looking down. She recalled how her elders had described the Sword Sect's Fifth Sword: "The person and sword become one, the sword and domain become one, the person and domain become one, and the person, sword, and domain become one. That is the Fifth Sword."
"What did you say?" Hai Qiqi asked, confused.
You Ye'er shook her head. "Nothing. Do you think that person can block the Fifth Sword?"
Hai Qiqi rolled her eyes. "No idea."
Below the mountain range, Lu Yin's expression turned solemn. He sensed Liu Shaoqiu's Aura, as well as the terrifying power of the Fifth Sword, which fused everything into one. That sharpness had yet to fully manifest, but cracks had already appeared in the void. In Lu Yin's eyes, Liu Shaoqiu had become a sword. Countless cracks in the void spread from his body, ready to cleave the space apart.
Ling Que looked at Liu Shaoqiu in astonishment. As expected of one of the Sword Sect's Thirteen Swords. If Liu Shaoqiu fully comprehended this sword, Ling Que might not be able to defeat him. At best, they would draw.
Mu Rong was just as amazed by Liu Shaoqiu. The successors of the Thirteen Swords truly were extraordinary.
Countless people hoped Liu Shaoqiu would defeat Lu Yin with a single sword strike.
Liu Shaoqiu's eyes snapped open, and his sword slid from its sheath. A sharp aura spread outward in a circle from him, covering a hundred meters, a thousand meters, then ten thousand meters. Everyone was enveloped by it, their scalps prickling. This was a power that could decide whether they lived or died.
Mu Rong raised his hand. A faint line of blood appeared on his palm. He wasn't the only one; everyone caught within the Fifth