The Primordial Formless Sword had no edge, only a solidified strand of sword intent contained within Primordial Qi. Once catalyzed, it could temporarily shape the Primordial Qi, revealing a hint of sharpness. That very hint of sharpness swept through like bamboo splitting before a knife, ignoring Bu Cuo's protective true baleful aura as it pierced into his skull and burst out through his brain.
This sword strike had gone out strangely, yet landed solidly.
Bu Cuo had no means of dissolving Sword Qi. Of course, he had the Yin Yang Disk. At this moment, it ground flesh and blood into fuel, twisting as it turned. Even with Yu Ci borrowing the power of the Star Track Sword Domain, it would have been difficult to inflict grave damage. But when Yu Ci used the method taught by Xuanhuang to wield the Primordial Formless Sword, this wondrous sword, devoid of form or substance, followed the direction in which the Yin Yang Disk exerted force and flowed straight in. Not only did it suffer no loss, its strength and speed actually increased, and one strike landed squarely between Bu Cuo's brows.
"This is what they mean by different fates for different people!"
Xuanhuang cackled in the Inner Void, immensely pleased. "The Primordial Formless Sword uses Primordial Qi as its material, and has never required refinement. Aside from Lord Haodian, who possesses complete control over it, anyone else who wants to wield it must rely entirely on their own ability."
"What a fine sword!" Yu Ci praised it, but once the Primordial Formless Sword left his hand, controlling it again became somewhat sluggish.
"Leave it alone for now. The principles behind this sword's movement have reached the utmost subtlety and transformation, and it is extremely choosy about its wielder. Since its creation, over dozens