Ye Lin looked at Li Jinhuang with a hint of horror in his eyes.
He had known this man was strong, but he had never imagined he was this strong.
That sword strike just now was the most powerful sword he had faced since setting out on his path.
And though this exchange seemed ordinary, it concealed immense danger.
It was even more perilous than a fight to the death.
Because Li Jinhuang had struck first to test Ye Lin, Ye Lin had remained in a passive position throughout.
The seemingly simple Sword Qi was, in truth, dangerous to the extreme.
If Ye Lin had shown even the slightest sign of weakness midway through, the Sword Qi that followed would only have intensified that feeling.
When two sides fought, whoever feared first lost; whoever lost died.
If Ye Lin had been afraid at the fifth or sixth sword, then even if he had held on until the tenth, the fear in his heart would have been magnified without limit.
When the true battle began in the end, how much of his strength could Ye Lin still wield?
It looked like a test, but in truth, it was an assault on the heart.
"Ten-tenths."
As soon as Li Jinhuang spoke, a five-clawed golden dragon suddenly appeared behind him. The golden dragon coiled behind him, continuously letting out roar after roar.
Meanwhile, the Human Emperor Sword in his hand trembled.
Only now did Ye Lin see clearly that what Li Jinhuang held was indeed the Human Emperor Sword.
But it was not the true Human Emperor Sword. It had been simulated by the Heavenly Dao.
After all, even the Li Jinhuang before him had been simulated by the Heavenly Dao.
"Roar—"
The golden dragon released a long, drawn-out cry, then swayed its