Wan Qingshe believed he could easily kill an opponent above his cultivation level. That confidence stemmed from the cultivation methods of sword cultivators: everything they practiced was among the sharpest killing arts under heaven.
Wan Qingshe's cultivation focused primarily on honing his attacks and nurturing his flying sword. He often tore through an opponent's defenses like a blade splitting bamboo, wielding some of the most formidable attacks in the world.
But sword cultivators also had an obvious weakness. Though their magical power was pure, their reserves were insufficient. They did not care, however, because with a sword in hand, hardly any opponent could withstand a single strike.
A vicious battle could often end within a few breaths. Thus, when they faced cultivators practicing earth-element methods, the question became which was the sharpest spear under heaven, and which was the strongest shield.
Unfortunately, six or seven times out of ten, the sword cultivator defeated the enemy with a single strike. Their grueling practice, day after day, existed to hone the path of breaking ten thousand arts with one sword.
Today, Wan Qingshe had encountered Li Yan. Li Yan's magical power was almost equal to that of a late-stage grand cultivator. What he lacked was only the deeper understanding of the laws of heaven and earth that such cultivators possessed.
Water-element cultivation methods embodied the utmost softness and strength under heaven, emphasizing resilience and depth. Supplemented by the secret arts of the Five Immortals Sect and a magical treasure capable of weathering direct blows, Li Yan's defenses were something Wan Qingshe could only dream of breaking.
In an instant, Wan Qingshe reached a point five hundred zhang in front of Li Yan. As he charged, his hands rapidly formed a sword seal before his chest, and a small cluster of white phantom