"Spiritual Sense Attack? Hm? This Spiritual Sense... I never imagined it, truly never imagined it—you actually refined your Spiritual Sense to such an exquisitely pure degree. That is rather surprising!"
"Unfortunately, powerful Spiritual Sense alone is not enough to change anything. Your strength and vision go no further than this."
"This move is useless against me!!!"
Watching the Spiritual Sense sword light draw near, the mysterious newcomer was clearly somewhat astonished by the purity of Su Shi'er's Spiritual Sense.
Yet astonishment was merely astonishment. The contempt in his gaze remained unchanged, without the slightest trace of panic.
The cold radiance gathered on the broadsword in his hand scattered at his words.
Spiritual Sense and true essence were two different powers wielded by cultivators. The two complemented one another, like Taiji Yin Yang, influencing each other while remaining fundamentally distinct.
Using true essence to activate a move was of little help in resisting a Spiritual Sense Attack.
But the instant the sword move dispersed, a stream of Spiritual Sense far purer than that of ordinary cultivators glimmered faintly at his brow, piercing through the mask on his face as it surged forth.
That Spiritual Sense did not directly target Su Shi'er's Spiritual Sense sword light. Instead, it all poured into the gemstone embedded in the battle helmet atop his head.
Bolstered by the Spiritual Sense, the blue gemstone, already radiating a magnificent glow, erupted with an arcane power.
In the blink of an eye, Spiritual Sense emerged again, gushing forth like an inexhaustible clear spring and meeting Su Shi'er's Spiritual Sense sword light head-on.
Light flowed through the clear spring, pale yellow and pale blue intertwining, containing a mysterious, unfathomable power.
The Spiritual Sense sword light, which had always been unstoppable, was actually blocked by that force beneath the washing torrent