One Sword Destroys the Law, a Promise is Worth a Thousand Gold (Part 1)

Spiritual clarity was difficult to maintain anywhere else, let alone for Gui Yan, who stood right beneath the sharp edge of the sword intent. To speak of Gui Yan's achievement of the Nine Hidden Demonic Body, having undergone two reformations, he had long since lost the concepts of internal organs, meridians, and blood vessels. Yet when the sword intent pressed down, the sensation of his chest and abdomen turning freezing cold and his entire body's blood stagnating revived all the same. The sword intent pierced through his skull and entered. To call it "piercing" was actually an exaggeration; Gui Yan's physical body suffered no harm whatsoever. The part that took damage was only his divine soul, and it wasn't even cut by the sword intent. For that kind of injury, to use an inappropriate metaphor: it was more like an ordinary person seeing a fierce beast rushing toward them, dodging aside in great panic, and then... twisting their back! Piercing through the skull and exiting the body, Gui Yan experienced it with wondrous clarity. The entire process of that strand of sword intent traveling through his body was like flowing water passing through an ice fissure, or a gentle breeze winding around a treetop. Yet such "light and nimble" descriptions were still insufficient to describe its profundity, and then his thoughts looped back to the beginning. Yes, this was actually a fierce beast, proudly raising its head, driving muscles filled with strength and beauty as it thundered past. He had originally thought the beast had rolled right over him, but in truth, it had merely brushed past. What swept over him was simply the gale whipped up by the beast! And the cause of all this illusion, when it came down to it, was merely fear! He also saw that