Bang! Bang, bang...!
Amid collisions mingled with the sound of metal and stone shattering, Su Chan brandished his broken sword, cutting down the sword shadows hurtling toward him one after another.
But with every sword shadow he severed, his face grew a shade paler.
His sword strokes, too, looked increasingly heavy.
Sometimes, he even faltered for an instant midway through raising his sword and bringing it down.
Clang...!
Just then, another sword shadow, blazing with sword light and brimming with sword intent, swept toward Su Chan with an unstoppable momentum.
Boom!!
Almost instinctively, Su Chan's body slashed out the instant the sword shadow swept before him.
Although Su Chan now had no Dao Essence left, only his Qi and Blood Power remained.
Yet this Great Sage-level Qi and Blood Power was still beyond what ordinary cultivators could contend with.
Bang!!!
With a deafening crash, Su Chan, though somewhat strained, still relied on his formidable Qi and Blood Power to sever that sword shadow in a single stroke.
"Buzzz..."
But the instant he severed that sword shadow, a sudden buzzing rang through Su Chan's mind.
In his daze, he seemed to hallucinate, seeing a young man with resolute eyes standing before him, holding a longsword covered in notches.
That young man was Su Chan in his youth.
More precisely, he was the youthful form of the shadow Su Chan had projected into Shangqing True Martial Heaven.
Clang...!!
While Su Chan's mind was reeling, another sword shadow blazing with sword light abruptly shot toward him.
Su Chan's gaze sharpened, and he said coldly:
"You! You're nothing but a shadow I projected into Shangqing! How could you possibly stop me!"
As he spoke, he abruptly raised his broken sword and shattered both the sword shadow before him and that phantom image with a