Beside them, Jiang Fu finally managed to steady himself and said quietly:
"Old Lü, this strike only revealed his sword intent and momentum at the instant he drew his sword."
"His control over his sword's momentum, sword intent, and even the aura of his own magic power was exquisite to the utmost."
It was the first time Jiang Shuoxue, standing nearby, had heard her father give such an appraisal of a cultivator.
Xiao Huang, who had remained silent all this time, could not help exclaiming:
"Now that is a sword cultivator! Drawing a sword without form, slaying an enemy without sound!"
Boom...!!
Another qi explosion rang out. On the Sword Platform below, the storm phantom image that had scattered suddenly split into three, surrounding Lü Daoxuan completely.
At the same time, Ancestor Pengzhi roared:
"Lü Daoxuan, the path of a sword immortal is a paltry one!"
As he spoke, two arms suddenly stretched out from each of the three storm phantom images, all rapidly forming seals together.
Boom!!
In an instant, blazing true fire rose beneath Lü Daoxuan, imprisoning him like a cage of flame.
Rumble...!
At the same time, countless rocks piled up around Lü Daoxuan, sealing him inside bit by bit.
As the true fire and rocks appeared, several strands of Great Dao Edict power, including mountain spirit and molten gold, also enveloped Lü Daoxuan.
At this sight, Heavenly Lord Hanjian immediately frowned.
"Pengzhi's methods truly are beyond comparison with those of ordinary disciples like Luo Hong!"
Lady Bixiao's forehead was now covered in cold sweat.
Her divine sense could clearly perceive that the aura of Ancestor Pengzhi's magic power could easily obliterate her.
She murmured:
"If an ordinary Heaven-Connecting Realm cultivator were in his place now, their soul would probably already have scattered and their spirit dispersed,