Ye Chenfeng had imagined all manner of escape trump cards Bai Di might use, but he had never expected that the key to his method to break the deadlock would actually lie within himself!
Hearing the dharma words Bai Di spoke to prove his Dao, Ye Chenfeng's thoughts raced. Looking back now on their fierce clash, he could discern several clues hidden within it.
Bai Di had seemed to be matching him blow for blow, endlessly maneuvering against him.
Yet in truth, every technique he had cast had been meticulously designed. Whether solid feint or empty feint, each had subtly been building up the momentum for Ye Chenfeng's breakthrough.
Ye Chenfeng believed he had overlooked no detail of Bai Di or this Sword Domain Void Realm, yet he alone had neglected himself, allowing himself to become a blind spot in the greater scheme.
And now, the great tribulation of enlightenment and death had arrived. That irresistible force of summons left Ye Chenfeng no room for further thought. Other than answering the tribulation, he had no other path.
Yet as the foremost man beneath Mystic Insight Venerables of the righteous path, and the disciple of the former Number One Under Heaven, Zhuang Xuanji, at this crucial moment of decision, he still delivered his strongest sword strike to Bai Di in the final instant before his form scattered.
"Nightwave Manor Dream!"
Swoosh—
"Pfft!"
A flash of sword light passed, and Ye Chenfeng's figure abruptly dispersed. Bai Di's second dharma body also suffered grave damage beneath that strike, coughing up blood on the spot.
He lowered his eyes to the glaring wound between his ribs and bared his teeth as he cursed under his breath, "What a damned ghost that refuses to disperse. Even after ascending to heaven, you still left me with