Mister Gai considered himself to have already held the young swordsman opposite him in high regard, otherwise he would never have uttered the praise of "a true match for me." Yet as he watched this person remain as steady as a monolith under the pressure of the Three Suns Tribulation, he knew that in his subconscious, he had still underestimated this person by a notch.
A fellow who could live unfazed and keep his composure under the catastrophes of Heaven and Earth, even if he were a pig, had to be regarded as a mortal enemy of a lifetime; he was a powerhouse to be faced with a life-or-death attitude, let alone the current figure, who was moreover a sword-dao expert terrifying enough to chill the heart.
The chill in his heart seemed to bear out this judgment as well.
At Mister Gai's level, "knowledge-barrier" was always a trouble, but once shattered, a mere change in cognition would often bring about an all-out cleansing from the inside out. Now it was just like this: as he revised his cognition of Yu Ci, the things that had previously interfered with his judgment were rinsed over as if by clear water, revealing his prior cognitive blind spots.
Once a thought lived, response naturally arose.
Immediately following, he made an accurate localization. In the deep layers of the Myriad Worlds Tomb, he discovered a bizarre existence that made his chest feel constricted. It had already nearly completely transformed into yin Qi, wandering within the yin-well Qi pools where thousands of yin soldiers dwelt, and circulating among the ghost bodies of the various yin soldiers.
It had hidden itself so perfectly that if Mister Gai had not taken the opportunity of transforming his cognition to wash his perception anew and let his spiritual clarity