Ye Yuan stepped back three paces across the waves, the water beneath his feet solidifying like iron.
For the first time, his brows truly furrowed. The longsword in his hand emitted a low hum.
'That last strike wasn't my full power, but it still contained fifty percent of my Sword Intent. And this Array Cultivator from the Primordial Sect blocked it head-on?!'
"I seem to have underestimated you."
Ye Yuan's voice was as cold and hard as the clash of metal.
He had never expected that a Cultivator known for his mastery of arrays and the arts of causality could unleash such a ferocious and deadly Thunder Sword attack.
Though it lacked Sword Intent, the way it combined a Magic Sword with Magical Techniques and Divine Techniques had truly taken him by surprise.
But in the next moment, a rage born from being provoked by an ant, mixed with the inherent pride of a Sword Cultivator, surged within him.
'He dares to play with swords in front of me?!'
