High above in the sky, master and disciple stood sword to sword, their breaths held, the powerful aura rendering the world silent.
The duel between two of the strongest sword cultivators of the age was unfolding – in the blink of an eye, hundreds of moves were exchanged, and a moment of distraction could determine the winner.
As Eldest Senior Sister's voice fell, Daoist Buyu watched Lu Yang with gratification, realizing that his little disciple had grown so much without his knowledge.
Perhaps, it was time to let go.
"After some careful consideration, seeing as your master has never admitted defeat in his life, it might be interesting to try the taste of defeat. Your master has decided, your master admits..."
Whoosh—
Sharp Sword Qi came rushing towards him, forcing Daoist Buyu to muster his energy to deflect it.
Before he could speak again, he saw Lu Yang instantly move to stand before him.
Clang—
Eye to eye, their swords collided, shaking the heavens and the earth!
