Song Xue's red Sword Dao Law gradually faded, turning a faint gold before dispersing into the air and becoming pure sacred breath of heaven and earth.
Song Xue's expression shifted slightly.
She could feel that the Sword Qi she had released was betraying her in an Aberrations manner.
It had not been destroyed, but persuaded.
It was as though that Sword Qi possessed wills of their own, and Feng Yuan's Buddhist sword was telling them:
"Lay down the butcher's blade, and become a Buddha on the spot."
Sword Qi naturally had no will.
But the Sword Dao Law did.
Though the Sword Dao Law did not possess an independent consciousness like a living being, it had its own nature.
And Feng Yuan's Buddhist sword was making use of precisely that.
He used Buddhist true words to influence the operation of the Sword Dao Law, causing it to return to heaven and earth rather than serve Song Xue.
"What kind of monstrous technique is this?"
In the spectator seats, a young sword cultivator's eyes widened.
He had never seen such a style of combat.
Duels between sword cultivators had always been head-on clashes, force breaking force.
Yet Feng Yuan's sword was not breaking—it was dissolving.
His cultivation was low, so he could only see the surface. He had no idea what was truly happening.
All he saw was Song Xue's Sword Qi changing from red to gold.
As if it had been forcibly converted.
This was the first time he had ever seen such a method.
After travelling far and wide, this was the first time he had encountered such a method.
"This is not some monstrous technique. It is a Buddhist method. Buddhism emphasizes conversion—converting all living beings, converting all things."
"Senior Feng Yuan has fused Buddhist methods into the