Zhang Yu naturally understood the meaning in Yu Hang's words. He looked at him for a moment, then nodded. "Very well. Then today, I shall experience your Dao arts, Fellow Daoist."
Yu Hang raised the fly-whisk in his hand, supporting it from beneath with his other hand. He lightly brushed across the whisk's strands, then swept it outward. With that motion, heaven and earth seemed to tremble with a thunderous shudder. A deep rumble erupted, like boundless heavenly rivers surging forth, or the waters of Yiluo pouring down upon them in reverse.
Zhang Yu formed a sword seal, and Heartlight Seal burst outward, spreading like the blazing grandeur of the sun. Within it, two brilliant rays spiraled out, chasing one another like yin and yang. Then the two swords descended, whirling as they slashed into the rushing torrent!
The moment the auras of the two sides collided, heaven and earth seemed to freeze for an instant. All sounds fell silent, and all things sank into stillness.
A moment later, all things seemed to resume their flow, but peals like thunder resounded throughout the skies of the Mystic Profound Realm.
Neither man had moved from where he stood. Yet as a breeze swept past, the Dao residence they occupied crumbled into flying ash. At the same time, a ray of heavenly light shone down from above, draping itself over them both.
Yu Hang gave him a Daoist salute. "Fellow Daoist, we shall meet again if fate allows." Once he finished speaking, his figure flickered and dissolved into a wisp of light smoke.
Zhang Yu remained standing there, seemingly lost in thought.
That exchange had both tested their relative strengths and probed each other's Dao arts.
At their level, a single glance was generally enough to discern the rough foundation and level