Debt repayment +6
In the void, sword intent kept gathering, forming tiny flying swords.
These flying swords were extremely small, some only as thick as a strand of hair.
But they were indeed swords.
Countless trillions of swords!
All these tiny manifestations of sword intent pointed at He Pingsheng, trembling slightly as they hovered in the void, joining the immortal swords of the surrounding cultivators in a clear, humming chorus.
For a time, all things resonated, and the sound and spectacle grew ever greater.
Although Ji Wuxin's face was pale at that moment, a trace of pride appeared on it.
"Impressive!"
"With sword intent bolstering him, this fellow's fighting strength will increase severalfold!"
"Exactly. Ji Wuxin is certain to take first place in this tournament. There's no doubt about it!"
"So he's Ji Wuxin!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
"Impressive!"
Everyone around them began discussing it.
He Pingsheng merely smiled.
He remembered something. Back when he had competed with Ji Wuxin in Heaven and Earth Immortal City, Ji Wuxin had said that he still had a divine ability he had yet to master. Once he mastered it, he would certainly be able to defeat He Pingsheng.
From the looks of it now, the divine ability he had mentioned back then was probably this sword intent, wasn't it?
He Pingsheng did not reveal his own sword intent either.
He simply picked up his teacup, then slowly set it upside down on the table.
The next instant, a silent, traceless force erupted from beneath his cup.
In less than a breath, all the countless trillions of tiny swords formed from sword intent, each as fine as a strand of hair, collapsed throughout the hall.
Not one remained.
There was even another strand of invisible sword intent that shot straight toward Ji Wuxin's face.
Ji