Facing this sword strike of raging waves and tempestuous seas.
Cangwu merely tilted his head slightly.
"Waves?"
he murmured.
"Nothing much."
As the words fell, he finally moved.
Not to evade, nor to defend.
Cangwu abruptly spread his wings. With a rustle, the sword-feathers all over his body stood on end, every feather transforming into a long sword that gleamed with icy light.
In an instant, his entire body seemed to become a colossal beast made of tens of thousands of swords, blades pointed outward, cold light glinting fiercely.
Then he snapped his wings together.
Like two enormous gates of swords slamming shut, Sui Xin's myriad sword phantoms crashed against the wall of Cangwu's sword-feathers, erupting in ear-piercing clangs of metal and an unceasing series of explosions.
White and violet light intertwined, Sword Qi spraying in every direction and tearing apart the surrounding ten thousand zhang of Void.
Yet not a single one of those countless sword phantoms broke through the wall of sword-feathers.
Not only that.
Every one of Cangwu's sword-feathers trembled faintly, and each tremor released a thread of Sword Qi as thin as a hair.
Those strands of Sword Qi intertwined and resonated with one another, weaving an impenetrable net of swords before Cangwu.
The moment Sui Xin's sword phantoms struck it, they were ground to pieces by that net.
Wave after wave, like surf crashing against a reef—the reef remained unmoved while the spray scattered.
"Damn it!"
Sui Xin's expression shifted slightly as he prepared to change his move.
"My turn."
Cangwu's voice was cold as ice.
He abruptly spread his wings, and the Sword Qi clinging to them exploded at once, forming a circular sword wave that spread outward with him at its center.
Sui Xin had no time to dodge. He raised his sword