Heart Sword!
The stronger the power of the heart, the greater the might of one's swordsmanship. The Burial Sword Art could seal Ye Chen's body, but it could not seal Ye Chen's heart.
"Impossible! With my Burial Sword Art, fewer than ten people below the Supreme realm can withstand it. His Mystic Domain of Space-Time is no more profound than mine—how could he resist it?"
The White Bone Sword Emperor seemed unable to believe his eyes. He had created the Burial Sword Art based on the martial arts essence of the Burial Flower Supreme and his own understanding of the Mystic Domain of Space-Time. It could seal an opponent's time in an instant. Of course, his Time Profundity had only reached twenty percent mastery and was not absolute, but Ye Chen's Time Profundity was no greater than his!
How could he know that Ye Chen had already entered the Heart Sword Realm? Below the Heart Sword Realm, one might indeed be sealed. But once one reached Heart Sword, the power of the heart became unfathomable. Whatever the heart envisioned became reality. The White Bone Sword Emperor's Burial Sword Art simply could not lock onto Ye Chen's heart—so how could it seal his Heart Sword?
"What a terrifying Burial Sword Art. If I hadn't comprehended the Heart Sword Realm, I would have suffered a huge loss."
With the White Bone Sword Emperor's example before him, Ye Chen silently warned himself not to underestimate the older generation whose days were waning like the sun sinking in the west. These people might not be as famous as the active young geniuses on the Quasi-Supreme Ranking, but they had lived for countless years and possessed more or less a few hidden trump cards. Given even a sliver of opportunity, they could build up strength