Chen Nianzhi remained utterly calm in the face of the Starry-Sky Demon Race's strike with the Blood Demon Slaughtering Spirit Sword.
Rather than retreating, he advanced, lightly pinching his fingers together in an instant.
"Clang—"
Amid everyone's disbelieving gazes, Chen Nianzhi firmly caught the Blood Demon Slaughtering Spirit Sword between two fingers.
Between Chen Nianzhi's fingers, the incomparably dazzling blood-red Sword Qi continuously tainted everything around it, yet it was firmly suppressed by a cluster of indestructible chaos light.
That invincible blood-red sword aura stabbed to within three inches of Chen Nianzhi's brow, yet it seemed separated from him by the distance between heaven and sea, unable to advance another inch.
Yet Chen Nianzhi's expression did not change. He merely looked coolly at the Starry-Sky Demon Race and said in an icy voice,
"The art of sword control is divided into three grades: superior, middle, and inferior."
"The inferior grade controls the sword with Qi; the middle grade controls the sword with divine sense; while the superior Sword Dao is the union of heart and sword."
"All three Sword Daos use man to control the sword. They may be called grand and righteous paths, and if one transcends them, one may reach the end of the Great Dao."
"But when the sword controls the man, it does not even deserve to be called Sword Dao. One is merely a sword slave."
"Clang—"
As his words fell, Chen Nianzhi flicked his finger and sent the Blood Demon Slaughtering Spirit Sword flying away.
Then, with a sweep of his sleeve, he seized the Blood Demon Slaughtering Spirit Sword firmly in hand and brought it down in a fierce slash, cleaving the Earth Immortal Great Perfection Starry-Sky Demon Race cultivator cleanly in two.
"Aah—"
After a scream, that Starry-Sky Demon Race cultivator was