Hearing Chigu River's words, the others looked even more grim.
If they were in the Chaos Abyss, they would have had nothing to fear from someone like him. They might even have held the advantage. But in a Source World, they could not unleash their full strength, and they had no way to deal with such an opponent.
Luo Feng, meanwhile, felt his heart resonate with the blade. The blade existed within his heart—not merely as a thought, but as something real that had taken shape there.
At that moment, Luo Feng had truly turned thought into blade.
Even so, he had only touched the beginning of the Way. The Way was elusive, beyond anything a Source World could sense. Luo Feng also vaguely felt a restriction imposed by the Source World, as though an invisible film stood between him and his pursuit of the blade.
It was a natural limitation of a Source World. It could not give rise to someone who comprehended the Way so easily.
As expected, a breakthrough in the Way of the Blade won't come easily. The Supreme Rule conceals anything that surpasses it. Luo Feng understood this; the Peerless City Lord had discussed it with him before.
Those who comprehended the Great Way were almost always terrifying lords who had escaped the confines of their worlds.
But my strength has grown, especially my Blade Intent Power. It's reached an extreme, and it's even more formidable than Origin Power. Luo Feng felt the power within him and recalled how he had faced Prison Stone Demon Ancestor's staff strike. Turning thought into blade had been enough to block it. His strength had truly undergone a transformation.
When Luo Feng looked at Yemo, Prison Stone Demon Ancestor, Chigu River, and the other three again, confidence shone in