"Mid-stage Tribulation Crossing? Your cultivation may not be high, but your nerve certainly is!"
"But... with just you, you think you can stop this ancestor from acting?"
With a cold snort, the dark-golden figure lightly waved an arm.
Over a thousand broken weapons and shattered blades behind him sliced through the sky at once.
There was not the slightest superfluous gleam; only dense Golden Killing Intent wove into a net, sealing off every possible retreat around Su Shi'er.
Su Shi'er's expression did not change. With a subtle gesture of the Sword Art in his hand, the Innate Five Swords intertwined in the air.
Wherever the five swords passed, the shapes, auras, and Sword Intent of countless weapons surfaced one after another in his mind.
These broken weapons appeared to be controlled by the man before him.
Yet in truth, they were still influenced by the Furnace Palace's array. All this man had done was use his own Golden Baleful aura to forcibly alter the flow of part of the array's power.
A sharp glint flashed through his eyes.
Understanding dawned on Su Shi'er. His footwork changed repeatedly, and his figure slipped through several seemingly airtight gaps between the weapons.
At the same time, five streaks of Sword Light tapped out in succession.
None of the impacts carried particularly great force.
Yet every time a weapon was struck, the Golden Baleful aura within it scattered on the spot.
In but a few moments, Su Shi'er had dissolved the offensive of over a thousand broken weapons into nothing.
"Hm?"
The dark-golden figure raised his brow slightly. The way he looked at Su Shi'er finally gained a measure of seriousness.
"Boy, what swordsmanship is that?"
"A nameless little technique, not worth mentioning."
Su Shi'er answered calmly.
What he had used just now was