A Glimpse Through the Tube, the Sword About to Move

The instant the Resplendent Demonic Voice rang out in every direction,

a faint, elusive thread of Taibai Sword Qi was already breathing within its cadence.

The unseen clash of sword qi turned the old Daoist's face abruptly pale.

And that reaction

confirmed Liu Dongqing's suspicions.

However strange and uncanny this veteran cultivator might be, he was still an old cultivator of the Myriad Phenomena Sword Sect from a bygone age, not one of the handful of Demon Cultivators who, after the Sacred-Mystic Confluence, had wielded the suspended myriad phenomena through supreme demon bloodlines and completed the Sword Sect's achievements.

The flaws and oversights in Dao Lord Ji Yun's cultivation had to exist in this ancient old Daoist too.

To take his life,

the Taibai sword light within the Dharma-Obliterating Gourd would suffice!

Then,

in the next instant,

the ancient old Daoist, whose face had gone pale beneath that Taibai sword light, suddenly smiled. All his earlier aggression vanished.

Still smiling, he took several steps back.

"Only joking."

"I was only joking just now. Why take it so seriously, Dao Lord Mystic Yang?"

"This contest will naturally be as you said—a contest between them for the Dao. As an orthodox cultivator of the Mystic Gate, how could I bully my juniors?"

That was what he said.

But

nothing about him suggested he feared Liu Dongqing's Sword of Time, or that he was truly yielding.

Even the oily smile on his face looked deliberately flippant.

At once,

waves rose one upon another within the Heavenly River Divine Sense in Liu Dongqing's mind, setting his thoughts racing.

This contest, whose full shape I still can't see, is aimed at the essence of my Sexagenary Life-Slaying Dao fruit!

If I'd tried to use Sexagenary Life-Slaying to cut away his vitality and years,

*he might