The Divine Martial Sword rang with a mighty hum, its Sword Intent emanating strongly, causing the Sword Immortal to concede and step back, putting some distance between them. The scabbard of the longsword in his right hand shattered, revealing a blade adorned with seven dazzling gems, as he said:
"Since it's a formation using mountains and rivers as its pieces, errors cannot be tolerated."
"If there is even a single mistake in one place, the entire Heavenly Secret Formation will be affected. As the Heavenly Venerable of Chu once said, one should use mortal heroes to slay mortal heroes. I believe the strategy he laid down has taken effect."
A flash of coldness flickered in Wang Anfeng's eyes.
"The Northern Frontier..."
The Sword Immortal was momentarily surprised, then sighed with a smile:
"Clever."
"However, now you need not worry about these things."
"Swordsmen of the mortal world, this is our duel and contest."
