A Thousand-Mile Flying Sword and Flawless Blessing (Part Two)

Seeing this, Night Lion stroked his beard again, thinking to himself: If anyone ever dares say Jian Ziyu rises to prominence solely on the 'Purple Dust Red Dust Lamp', I'll slap their mouth to shreds... If you cannot anchor your mind and hold fast to clarity amidst the surging red dust, how can you speak of driving magical treasures? Nor would you ever possess such pure, arm-as-finger sword intent. Wishing to test Jian Ziyu's remaining strength, he spoke up, "Time is precious, and we aren't waiting to slaughter them all. We must keep... moving!" He took flight first, and the rest, including Jian Ziyu, followed closely behind, breaking through the sea surface as their speed surged once more. During this time, Jian Ziyu showed no signs of failing to keep up with the rhythm. Moreover, the Scenery-Retaining Talisman showed that the slaughter within the distant Sky Shuttle Tide was still ongoing. It was not as aggressive as the first wave, but the sword intent flowed unhurriedly, and during the slaughter, it surprisingly failed to cause a large-scale commotion among the school of Sky Shuttle Fish. This was even more extraordinary. This was not something that could be achieved merely by the sharpness of sword intent; rather, it contained an inner illusory magic power. Of the three methods of sword driving—guiding intent, attaching soul, and responding to opportunity—the former was flexible but its effective application distance was too short, the middle one was like arm and finger but far too dangerous, while the latter excelled at surprise attacks and was a means to concentrate all accomplishment into a single sword. After that single sword struck, separated by a thousand miles, manipulation was extremely difficult and relied solely on spiritual qi sensing, each having its pros and cons. It was completely normal