"You comprehended the true meaning of the Sword Dao with Body Integration stage cultivation. You... are no simple man!"
Lord Xuantian's voice rang out, his indifferent gaze settling on Liu Hua.
"Only by luck. Compared to you, the gap between us is as vast as heaven and earth." Liu Hua's gaze was not cold, yet his expression remained as calm as still water.
"Since you know the gap, why come here to throw away your life?"
Lord Xuantian asked impassively.
"I... came to prove my sword!" Liu Hua said, each word deliberate, his pace unhurried.
"What a fine 'proving the sword'! Your... name!"
Lord Xuantian's eyes remained cold and devoid of feeling. He continued speaking, yet did not rush to attack.
"East Sea Sword Saint Liu Hua!" Liu Hua answered truthfully.
As they spoke, the robes on both men stirred gently, while an invisible, suffocating aura spread through the area in all directions.
"A fine name! In the Cultivation World, there are not many who possess such courage.
On returning to this world, I have gained another opponent worthy of my remembrance."
Lord Xuantian spoke. His robes swayed as a vast and mighty aura radiated from him, surging into the cosmos and shaking the nine heavens.
"Can you... prove my sword?"
Liu Hua asked calmly. His sword fingers flicked lightly, and boundless sword intent spread outward. Threads of sword qi, fine as hairs, interwove before him.
The sword qi appeared utterly plain and unremarkable, yet fine cracks emerged in the surrounding space.
This... was clearly a sign that, bolstered by sword intent, the power of the sword qi had exceeded the limits this space could withstand.
"Come!"
With that single word, the look in Lord Xuantian's eyes immediately turned sharp.
Liu Hua swept his sleeve, changing his sword seals.
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