Amid the searing true fire, the flying sword whistled out.
At that moment, Tang Yan was somewhat surprised, because he had burned nothing at all!
There was something strange about that flying sword!
He reached that conclusion immediately. As he had thought, how could a Sword Cultivator who had made at least two Wu Sect Golden Cores suffer setbacks have so little ability?
He was not disappointed. A kill without difficulty would not serve his purpose of tempering himself. He looked forward to an evenly matched battle.
Before the flying sword cleaved down, he used the Jade Clarity Dharma-Self Body again, and deliberately so: this Dharma-Self Body could most accurately probe the secrets of his opponent's flying sword, whereas the Mustard Seed Golden Body, a body of physical strength, could not.
The flying sword pierced freely through his Dharma Body. Its power, completely different from before, made him feel a hint of threat.
None before me in antiquity, none to come after me.
That faint, hidden Sword Intent made his Dharma Body suffer terribly. If he simply allowed the flying sword to keep piercing through at will, this wholly passive state would sooner or later exhaust the Law Power sustaining his Dharma Body.
The "Before" formula needed to carry Sword Momentum.
This was a knack Hou Niao had discovered through constant practice. Just as those thirteen black Jade Slips showed, each line of poetry was actually a kind of Sword Momentum. For example, "I see none before me in antiquity, nor any to come after me" embodied the momentum of "I alone reign supreme."
It was Sword Momentum that could only be cultivated through continual victories, and of his current three sets of Body Sword Techniques, this was the only one with which he had begun to glimpse the doorway