At this mont, a voice ca from the opposite side.
"Are you still able to go on?"
Qing Hancheng asked, "Why is your one strike so terrifyingly powerful?"
Li Yuan sheathed his sword, raised his hand, and a branch flew to his side. He held the branch and gave it a light shake.
The branch began to move in tandem with his hand.
But the more he shook, the faster it moved.
When it reached an extre speed, his hand stopped moving, and the branch ceased as well. Yet, the branch took on a peculiar dimness, almost as if light could no longer fall upon it.
"In the social world, people duel relying on their weapons and the speed at which they wield them.
Shadow Blood only enhances those two aspects.
But at its core, the concept is still about the weapon itself plus the speed, which brings out the power.
Since that’s the case, you can realize that vibration increases the power.
Unfortunately, although vibration is formidable, it leads to a lot of unnecessary consumption.
However, if you condense the consumption caused by vibration within the ’Domain’ and concentrate it in tranquility, not a single speck will be wasted, and it can itself form a blade.
This way, it becos a Sword Qi.
Sword Qi is not about being bigger but about being more condensed; the larger it is, the better.
Unfortunately, I can only construct this type of Sword Qi now.
So, I constructed eighty-one strands and then combined them to form a blade.
Do you... understand?"
Qing Hancheng:......
Li Yuan frowned and asked, "Didn’t understand?"
Qing Hancheng replied, "It seems our cultivation thods are completely different.
The ’Withering and Flourishing Skill’ I practice has strong disguising properties, appearing to utilize normal Shadow Blood power, yet at its core, it is a spiritual attack thod.
And the cultivation skill you practice seems to encompass everything, except being able to...
Li Yuan interrupted, "That is the concentration of my Yang Qi, not as you, conjuring sothing out of nothing, creating a garden from a thought."
Qing Hancheng was startled, then nodded, saying, "I see."
He continued, "In that case, what you’re practicing is a pure sword skill in the application of power.
There’s no use in us discussing each other’s thods, so let us begin.
Use power, success or failure, life or death, to understand the words we share with each other."
Li Yuan nodded.
The two of them once again stood firm.
They had just displayed portions of their respective powers to let the other understand them while hoping to be inspired by the other’s abilities.
Yet, unfortunately, their powers did not resonate with each other.
However, although they did not resonate, they both had sensed the other’s strength.
At this mont, they both forgot their original intentions.
Whether it was Li Yuan’s plan to annihilate Qing Hancheng to stabilize the Divine Wood Hall’s position and leverage it to achieve sothing, or Qing Hancheng’s idea of using this towering figure as a stepping stone to ascend to the Third Grade and beyond...
They both forgot.
Plots, sches, intentions, grand plans, and grudges were all cast from their minds.
At this mont, each only had eyes for their opponent.
It was a rapidly growing mutual appreciation, with no reservations, yet intending to kill the other, but after doing so, there wouldn’t be any boastful sneers, rather a deep sense of gratitude.
And at the heart of this emotion was respect.
One could say, if anyone dared to insult this towering figure at this ti, Qing Hancheng would be the first to kill that person.
If one person insults, he would kill one person.
If a group insults, he would kill a group.
Li Yuan would do the sa.
No matter what life paths they had taken or what fates they had faced, at this mont, they converged, becoming the sole existence of that mont.
Mutual respect, honestly living in the mont, thus they qualified to step into a higher, further realm.
Alas, this kind of emotion would only exist in this mont.
Qing Hancheng took a step forward; from nothing, an ancient Giant’s Garden erged around him.
As he moved, the garden moved as well.
However... the power he just displayed was evidently just the first layer, with the second layer only now beginning to open.
The sword in his hand, interwoven with blue and red, created layers of illusions, making it seem as if the whole earth had darkened and frenzied flas erged within the dark Giant’s Garden.
The garden was real.
The flas were an illusion.
Reality and illusion intertwined, forming a situation of dual growth by fire and wood.
Li Yuan was like a traveler trapped in this perilous garden fire.
Poison, fire, and plants...
Three-pronged attack.
Even though he summoned fire around himself, he still felt his flesh rapidly corroded by poison, while chaotic thoughts almost drove him mad, and all around him were endless plants attacking each one with a Fourth Grade force.
Qing Hancheng walked within the burning garden; his power surpassed ordinary understanding and recognition, even considering Fifth Grade to be re ants.
But at the next mont, in the burning garden, a blinding flash of dazzling, radiant light appeared to the Hall Master’s eyes.
Bright red—blindingly bright red exploded forth.
This red surged forward, instantly forming a high-temperature shockwave that incinerated and destroyed everything in its path.
The garden, once burnt, turned to ash.
The surging poisonous smoke vanished without a trace.
As for the fire... it naturally disappeared as well.
Yet, with the garden destroyed, not a trace of residue or ash remained, proving that the "sothing from nothing" garden had not yet beco truly "material".
Li Yuan stood in the center of the now-destroyed garden, surveying his surroundings.
Qing Hancheng was nowhere to be seen.
Perceiving the environs, he suddenly glided to where there was a blue rock not far away, plucking a dead branch, and slashed aimlessly at it.
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