When Councilor Cai made his move, he had initially been somewhat unwilling. After all, he was being sent to his death. For someone who had already died in battle once, this was an extra sacrifice.
But once he set his Dao arts in motion, all personal emotions within him were instantly extinguished. Only one thought gained the upper hand: even if he died in battle here today, as long as Origin Xia still existed and ultimately obtained the Final Dao, then those who had fallen in defeat would surely be able to return once more, just as before.
The more this thought surfaced, the more certain it became, until at last it turned into an unwavering conviction. Thus, he stepped forward and calmly met Zhang Yu's sword.
Zhang Yu's sword swept across, and at the same time, a figure identical to himself abruptly scattered apart.
In truth, once one knew beforehand of such mutually destructive methods, there were many ways to counter them. For instance, if he used the Clear Vault Aura to shield his true body, then Dao arts below the upper realm would naturally be unable to harm it.
Of course, if he truly did that, then before attaining the upper realm, he would have no way to leave the protection of the Clear Vault Aura. It would then be very difficult for him to enter Origin Xia's void domain.
Now, however, he used the simplest method: he let a Fate Seal incarnation serve as a shield. This was the cleanest and most straightforward approach.
After the sword swept past, he did not give Councilor Cai another glance. With a flick of his blade, he went directly in search of the next person. After standing stunned for a moment, Cai turned into a mass of scattering aura-light and