Among the crowd, there were very few sword cultivators. Most people could not make much sense of the fierce battle in the distance. Only Lin Chen watched intently, expressions of shock and delight flashing across his face from time to time. Clearly, the battle between Mu Bai and the flaming longsword was immensely captivating to him and had even given him quite a few insights.
Like Lin Chuan, although he knew some sword techniques, he was mostly just watching the spectacle. He could not really discern the finer details of their exchange. He could only judge the power of their moves, then consider how he would respond if faced with such an opponent—how to attack and defend. That was all.
However, the characteristics of the Heaven One Sword Sect's swordsmanship were indeed displayed to the fullest in this battle. The curtain of swords filling the sky was unending, blocking all the flaming longsword's bursts of power. Moreover, as the sword technique was unleashed, the sound of water spread through the air. This was not condensed water spiritual energy; rather, the sword technique itself was water-attributed. Through the unceasing battle, it displayed the majesty of raging waves and surging tides.
At the beginning of the battle, Mu Bai had been at a disadvantage. But as time passed, the flaming longsword failed to break through Mu Bai's endless curtain of swords and was steadily forced back. At the same time, the lava throughout the fifth hall gradually dimmed from its initial blazing intensity, as though it had been doused with water.
"It should be decided soon!" Lin Chen said directly to the others when he saw this.
Sure enough, in the next instant, Mu Bai's pupils contracted sharply as his hands formed a seal.
"Sword of the Great River Descends from Heaven!"