"Then take a strike from my sword!"
Cang Yingxiong swept his hand, and the ten swords scattered across the dais rose once more, merging into a single, far larger blade.
A terrifying Sword Dao pressure radiated from it, as though it bore the majesty of the Immortal-Martial Ancient Ancestor.
The Ten-Extremes Immortal Martial Sword had been forged by the Immortal-Martial Ancient Ancestor and later obtained by Cang Yingxiong. He had eventually passed the treasure down to Cang Tianhong.
Cang Tianhong had not wielded the Ten-Extremes Immortal Martial Sword for long. Cang Yingxiong, however, had reached the Mid Seventh-Step Supreme Realm. With him driving the sword at full power, its might surged by more than tenfold.
The blade shot forward. Its terrifying sword shadow blazed with dazzling light and tore open the void.
"What's so hard about blocking one strike from you?"
Lu Ren sneered and drove his Battle Body to its limit. With his fists and palms, he brought forth the Mountains and Rivers World. Mountains and rivers surged out to meet the Ten-Extremes Immortal Martial Sword.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The mountains and rivers collided with the sword. Layer upon layer of palm and fist imprints shattered, sending tremors rippling through the void.
Shock spread across the faces of everyone watching.
Then—
The Ten-Extremes Immortal Martial Sword broke through the Mountains and Rivers World and struck Lu Ren directly.
Bang!
Lu Ren secretly drew on the power of his Seven-Marked Battle Body to blunt the blow, but it still sent him flying. He hurtled back several thousand yards before coming to a stop.
"H-he blocked it?"
Everyone stared in disbelief.
"What...?"
Cang Yingxiong's face went rigid.
He had known that even a full-power attack would not deal Lu Ren a fatal blow, so he had held almost nothing back.