The Might of the Demon Blade

As Shen Yi's words fell, Gu Yiran, Song Wen, and A' Yue all retreated in unspoken accord, clearing space for the two to fight.

The forest fell silent.

Though neither had moved, the invisible currents of force erupting from their bodies had already begun to clash.

Before drawing their blades, they first contested their momentum.

Whichever side showed fear and lost focus in this clash of auras would have their weakness seized in an instant, forfeiting the initiative!

However,

Though Shen Yi stood casually with one hand resting on his blade, in the Wandering Swordsman's perception, the currents of force around Shen Yi's entire body flowed in perfect unity, leaving almost no opening to exploit.

Shen Yi, however, was different.

Though the Wandering Swordsman's stance was equally imposing,

As Shen Yi slowly approached him, the Qi Field had already silently enveloped him.

He had no need to search for or wait for an opening to draw his blade.

He could create an opening!

Limitless Field! Four Dimensions Shift!

In an instant,

The Wandering Swordsman felt the four dimensions twist into chaos, his senses falter, invisible restraints descend upon him, and force from all eight directions tear at him.

Clang!

Blade light flashed!

Yet it was not merely one streak, but two. One was clear as a cold moon hanging across the sky, while the other was crimson like waves rolling through a sea of blood.

Shen Yi looked at the Wandering Swordsman in surprise. His eyes were clearly still unfocused, yet his movement just now had contained not the slightest hesitation.

The Demon Blade left its sheath!

Its fierce Blade Intent severed the restraints in an instant. As though shifting through space, it met the cold moonlike radiance in a flash!

The two streaks of blade light were so alike.