"You call that skill?"
Liu Beixuan's voice came from within the white light, still carrying that infuriating arrogance.
"Ten thousand years of cultivation, and all you got was this one sword strike? Then didn't I get this Innate Spirit Treasure for free?"
With a flick of his fan, his white wings of light gave a violent beat, and tens of millions of white law-blades shot toward Sword Fiend like a torrential downpour.
Sword Fiend spread his bone wings, and blood-red runes exploded, transforming into a skyful of crimson wraiths that devoured the law-blades.
The wraiths and law-blades annihilated one another, bursting into clusters of Chaos light in midair.
"What do you know?"
Sword Fiend spoke in a low voice. His blood-red bone wings abruptly folded shut, wrapping around his entire body, while the crimson wraiths gathered before him into layer upon layer of blood-red barriers.
Liu Beixuan's white law-blades cleaved through one barrier after another, but with every barrier shattered,
Sword Fiend drew power from it, and the dark-gold runes on his bone wings lit up a fraction brighter.
"My Sword Dao nurtured slaughter with slaughter, War-Fed Growth."
Sword Fiend abruptly spread his bone wings. Countless crimson wraiths surged from his body, each carrying the Killing Intent of every living being he had slain before.
Those wraiths converged into a crimson torrent, like a Blood Sea descending from the heavens to suppress Liu Beixuan.
Within the Blood Sea were Dragons, phoenixes, Qilins, Taotie, and the phantoms of countless ancient ferocious beasts.
They all roared, all howled, all unleashed the final wisp of Killing Intent from the moment of their deaths.
"Blood Baleful Sword Dao, Seventh Layer, Blood Sea Heaven-Burial."
A sharp gleam flashed in Liu Beixuan's eyes. The White Jade Folding Fan in his hand snapped shut, then opened again.