The second move of the Heavenly Tribulation emerged. Liu Hua's aim at this moment was no longer merely to block the opponent's attack, but to attempt to finish what Xiao Wujian had left undone.
However, just as the sword qi was about to pour into Ding Shoudian's chest—
Clang!
Another crisp ring echoed in all directions.
At the critical moment, Ding Shoudian gripped Xiao Wujian's flying sword and forcibly changed its direction, driving it toward Liu Hua's incoming supreme sword qi.
After the sharp clash, waves of terrifying energy containing sword intent burst outward.
"Interesting. To possess such earth-shaking attainments in the Sword Dao at this level of cultivation—you little fellow have surprised me as well."
"Unfortunately... cultivation determines the upper limit of your strength."
"Encountering me is your misfortune!"
Ding Shoudian's voice came from within the energy storm.
As his words fell, his figure slowly drifted out from within it.
The aura around him surged like raging tides, and an utterly astonishing pressure spread outward with it.
"This... is bad. This guy actually used Fellow Daoist Liu's sword move to break through Master's flying sword!"
Damn it, could even this have been within his calculations?
"It's over! With an aura like this, that Demonic Nascent Soul must have completely fused with the physical body."
Han Yu, Xiao Yue, and Lin Hezhuo cried out at the same time. Before they could even finish speaking, their faces had already turned deathly pale.
In an instant, it was as though all strength had been drained from their bodies, leaving them overwhelmed by profound helplessness.
Their legs gave way, and they involuntarily collapsed toward the ground.
This... was the absolute suppression of power from a superior being over those beneath him.
Liu Hua, standing nearby, had already been gravely injured. The second move