Although the Rusty Lion Sword's rank barely qualified it as an Immortal Weapon, it was the flying sword Xu Taiping found most comfortable to wield.
"Clang!!"
Then, amid another piercing sword cry, Xu Taiping controlled the sword from afar, sending it shooting toward one of the nine sword pools below him.
"Boom...!"
Before Rusty Lion could take possession of the sword pool, sword shadows shot skyward from within it, carrying waterfall-like Sword Qi as they slammed into the cultivator.
"Bang!!"
Amid the tremendous crash, Rusty Lion was knocked flying.
Xu Taiping remained perfectly calm.
That last strike had only been a probe to begin with.
Below, however, Old Daoist Huang frowned and said:
"The Immortal Swords in this Unburning Sword Palace may all be broken swords, but they were still among the finest Immortal Swords in the Heavenly Palace of old."
"Even without masters, their Sword Intent and Sword Moves are by no means something ordinary sword techniques can break."
Beside him, Ping'an folded his arms across his chest and said with complete confidence:
"Eldest Brother will definitely manage!"
As he spoke, Xu Taiping sent another thrust toward the sword pool below.
"Boom...!"
Just as before, as Rusty Lion descended toward the sword pool, several sword shadows rose from within it with vast, surging Sword Qi to meet the blade.
"Clang...!"
Amid the piercing sword cry, Rusty Lion became a streak of light, cleaving through the waterfall-like Sword Qi to meet those sword shadows.
"Boom...!"
Amid the ear-splitting collision, the sword shadows that struck the Rusty Lion Sword abruptly transformed into golden seal-script characters.
"Clang!"
As another sword cry exploded, Rusty Lion abruptly became a streak of light, crisscrossing through the golden seal-script characters formed from the sword shadows and slicing them apart.
At this sight, Old Daoist Huang said