The long sword thrust out, and countless Sword Qi suddenly burst from its tip.
These Sword Qi were tiny, like silver needles, yet they were incredibly numerous, packed so densely they could not be counted. The countless minuscule Sword Qi fanned outward, blanketing the direction where Ling Ye stood.
The Sword Qi covered an enormous range, sealing off an entire stretch of space in an instant.
At the sight of this, Ling Ye retreated rapidly while wielding the spear in his hand, shattering the incoming rain of swords.
Now that the sword rain was so vast and had sealed off the space around him, he could no longer teleport freely.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Explosions rang out without end. Though the sword rain was dispersed and every strand of Sword Qi was tiny, they were incomparably sharp, and their power remained formidable.
The violent explosions churned across the battle platform, with shockwaves surging skyward.
Though Ling Ye was no ordinary person, he was no match for Zhuo Jianhao at all. A single move, Sword Rain, had forced him to the edge of the viewing stands.
"Admit defeat!"
A soft shout suddenly rang out. Just as the sword rain was about to dissipate, a vast sword might rose into the air. Zhuo Jianhao gripped his sword and slashed toward the heavens.
Whoosh!
The sword light was dazzling and resplendent. A terrifying Sword Qi, like a great river spanning heaven and earth, shot straight at Ling Ye with unparalleled speed.
"What?" Ling Ye's expression changed drastically. He had already retreated to the edge of the battle platform, and the surrounding sword rain had yet to fully disperse. He simply could not teleport away to evade it.
Feeling the might of that strike, he even felt as though his entire body were about to