Boundless sword intent radiated from the two of them, like two storms surging swiftly toward one another.
Sword intent was formless, yet the instant they met, streaks of sharp sword qi erupted at the point of collision.
At this moment, cultivation realm was not the key.
What the two were competing in was their respective understanding and attainment of the sword Dao.
Both possessed vast sword intent. The difference was that Ling Yue Shang's sword qi was grand and majestic, like Vast Righteous Qi.
Liu Hua's sword qi, meanwhile, was so subtle it was nearly imperceptible.
Every strand of sword qi unleashed its utmost power with the smallest expenditure of strength.
Their clash continued for the time it took an incense stick to burn.
Suddenly, Ling Yue Shang's righteous sword qi abruptly dissipated.
In its place came strands of sword qi identical to Liu Hua's—seemingly weak, yet in truth compressed to the utmost, unleashing the most extreme power with the least force.
The sudden change made Liu Hua's heart tremble.
How much hardship had he endured to wield sword qi to such a degree? Only he himself knew best.
Yet the person before him had mastered the same method in merely the time it took an incense stick to burn during their clash.
Although this was related to the other party's own sword Dao attainment, it all the more revealed his heaven-defying talent in the sword Dao.
When masters crossed blades, victory and defeat were often decided in a single instant.
A change arose in Liu Hua's mind. It came swiftly, and vanished just as swiftly.
Yet in that fleeting instant of subtle change, the sword intent around Ling Yue Shang doubled.
Strands of sword qi fell like an endless spring rain.
Wherever the sword qi reached, Liu Hua's sword