Compared to the uproar sweeping through the entire Guixu Sea, Lian Yue Peak remained as it always had, not losing its usual rhythm despite standing at the crest of the waves and the edge of the blade.
Although Xie Tao and the others were deeply worried, they also knew what the Nie brothers were capable of. They remained as steady as Mount Tai; no amount of panic would help. They could only hope nothing would happen this time.
Unlike everyone else's concern, the brothers Nie Yun and Nie Tong were currently in a simple little courtyard.
"Nie Tong, being able to kill Bai Yu, ranked tenth, proves your strength has improved tremendously over the past half year. Show me your swordsmanship and let me see what realm your comprehension has reached!"
Nie Yun smiled.
The moment he emerged from seclusion, he heard of his younger brother's heroic exploits. He was quite pleased and wanted to see exactly how powerful Nie Tong had become, and how confident he was in facing Shang Quan.
"Alright!"
Understanding his brother's intentions, Nie Tong flicked his wrist. His longsword shot from his palm with a dragon's roar, whistling through the air. Cold light burst forth, its momentum soaring like a rainbow. The air before them seemed to be sliced apart at once, producing a shattering sound.
For a single sword strike to possess such might in the incomparably solid space of the Slanting Moon Supreme Domain was simply unheard of.
"Your control over Creator's Power has become even stronger..."
Others could make neither head nor tail of Nie Tong's swordsmanship. It was as strange and unfathomable as the Heavenly Dao itself. Yet in Nie Yun's eyes, it was perfectly reconstructed, as though countless fine threads had woven themselves into Sword Dao, clear and distinct.
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