Shen Ye held his blade in one hand and traced an utterly ordinary slash through the void.
He had never used a Blade Art like this before.
No.
Rather than a Blade Art, a swordsmanship technique, or a blade form-
This was the Blade Dao.
Every strike of Long Hatred Swordsmanship was accompanied by countless rays of Blade Radiance.
But this slash was entirely different.
It was a completely restrained slash whose power could not be discerned.
The Tea-Rain Blade swept through the dark void, tracing a profound trajectory and drawing upon naturally formed, boundless power.
Invisible ripples suddenly appeared along its edge-
This was the power of the Heaven-Shaking Art.
-It was enough to confront any enemy head-on, change any situation, and shake any fate.
It transcended the realm of "arts."
It was enough to embody an ultimate profundity of the blade unmatched in the past or future!
But at this moment, it withdrew completely into the blade's edge, becoming utterly unremarkable in an instant, like a spring breeze transforming into rain, like Autumn Waters Ripple, everything returning to nature.
-Not even a fraction of its power could be seen.
Yet the Duke of Destruction sensed something perilous in this strike.
At that moment, he suddenly felt a little regret.
The logic was actually simple-
His opponent's ability to reduce the Destruction Boat to such a state had already proved his strength.
And what had he done?
For the sake of a defeated creation, he had gone after the powerful foe who had defeated it.
How ridiculous.
Greed had blinded him, and in the end, he would have to repay it with his life.
Unfortunately-
There was no cure for regret.
At the very last instant, the Duke of Destruction suddenly cried out:
"Wait, I'll pay! I'll give you