Flowing Clouds Repel Water Block the Sky Tear, Mirror Flower Water Moon Void Sword

Sunlight and the hue of the wind suddenly turned warm and gentle, washing over heaven and earth like a spring breeze brushing the railings, soothing one's very organs and entrails.

The sword intent Xie Qingmian swung forth carried none of an intimidating presence, nor the slightest trace of fierce sharpness.

Yet when the halberd light of Sky-Splitting Moon-Shattering crashed toward him with the force of withering weeds and rotting wood, the murderous sword intent that had been shattering inch by inch suddenly steadied. No longer did it collapse; instead, it gave rise to an extraordinary toughness and supple force.

Layer upon layer, it wrapped around that halberd light—swift to the utmost, sharp to the utmost, and heavy to the utmost.

Then that supple force flowed along the halberd light, silently weakening the ferocity of "Sky-Splitting Moon-Shattering."

Its speed gradually slowed, its force gradually faded; everything was as natural as water flowing back into the sea.

At this moment, the difference between Xie Qingmian's handiwork and Green Bamboo Sword Urn's became clear.

Though Green Bamboo Sword Urn's "Layered Peaks and Ridges" was sturdy as well, compared to Xie Qingmian's "Flowing Clouds Repel Water," it ultimately bore a few traces of superficial rigidity, leaning more toward a stubborn defense of meeting hardness with hardness.

Xie Qingmian's sword intent, however, was like spring rain moistening the fields, silent and soundless. It curled and wound along the halberd light's force, yet secretly slowed that savage strength, making it unable to cut through or break free, while that supple force entangled it tightly, leaving it nowhere to escape.

The only problem was that this halberd light was simply terrifyingly fast, bone-piercingly sharp, and heart-shakingly heavy.

Even wrapped layer upon layer by "Flowing Clouds Repel Water," it remained astonishingly swift, bearing straight down upon Xie Qingmian's