After Bai Xiu returned the courtesy, Zhang Yu hesitated no longer. He loosened his five fingers and let the Cicada Cry Sword turn into light and fly from his hand.
This strike was open and aboveboard, direct and straightforward. It was both a gesture of respect and a probe, while also marking the beginning of this battle.
Bai Xiu remained where he stood. The crescent flying blade behind him spun, then actually passed straight through his body and danced forward from his centerline. On the side facing Zhang Yu, there was only an exceedingly fine vertical line of light.
As the crescent flying blade collided with the Cicada Cry Sword, an incomparably dazzling flash erupted, followed by a crisp chime like clashing gold and jade.
Yet on closer discernment, it could be heard that this was not a single sound, but the noise of multiple trembling impacts.
After that collision, the Cicada Cry Sword did not continue its attack, but abruptly wheeled back.
The light wheel likewise spun backward, passing through Bai Xiu once more before falling behind him and reforming there into a crescent moon.
This magical artifact possessed a narrow, half-curved arc. Its circle was incomplete, as though joined yet not joined. As it stood at the center, it shone upon one another with the bright moon in the night sky and the moon reflected in the sea. For a time, it seemed as if three moons had appeared between heaven and earth.
Seeing this, Daoist Lin said, "That is the Crescent Moon Divine Wheel. When Bai Xiu cultivated under Zhu, he had it forged in imitation of the Qingyang Heavenly Wheel by the late Fellow Daoist Chen of the Mysterious Realm. I had only heard of this item before. This is my first time seeing it."
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