She had indeed seen [Bright Mirror, Ice Heaven Reflects Me] once already, so he would never again have the chance to use that sword to catch hers.
Because what was coming toward him now was precisely that Heart Sword!
He had once, by a stroke of fortune, ascended to the very summit of his mindscape, gaining a fleeting chance to cross blades with this celestial person of Gushe.
Now, half a year later, Pei Ye saw this sword coming toward him for the first time.
This was certainly not retaliation. Gushe had no such concern for gains and losses. She had chosen this sword for only one reason: the boy absolutely could not withstand it.
Because this was his strongest sword, and he had no way to counter it, especially when its wielder was Gushe Heavenly Heart.
How could you engage her in a Heart Duel?
Wouldn't you die without even a place to be buried?
But Pei Ye had no choice, nor was this his choice. He had already been enveloped in this clear, translucent world of glaze.
He was intimately familiar with this place, except that every time before, he had judged others within this world. Now, for the first time, he faced judgment himself.
The power of swordsmanship was not constant, and the Heart Sword was no exception.
Pei Ye had glimpsed that clear, translucent self in desperate straits, and thus mastered this sword, using it to judge Qu Zhu, whose mindscape held shadows.
Now Gushe had mastered this sword, and before Gushe's heavenly heart, Pei Ye had naturally become the one whose mindscape held shadows.
In the first place, apart from bright mirror, ice reflection, no mortal heart could possibly contend with Gushe.
Now this sword shone through Pei Ye's body. He stood silent and rigid.