Lu Yi's golden pool at the center of his brow boiled as his spiritual power surged, probing into the Sword Tao Order and sensing the supreme sword intent within.
Clang!
A sharp and resonant sword cry echoed, and Lu Yi perceived a flash of sword light. Like the majestic might of the heavens, its sword intent swept forward with a nearly unimaginable power.
Lu Yi activated his own sword intent, meeting the overwhelming force head-on in a stalemate.
This sword intent differed from Lu Yi's; its edge was restrained, descending with grand dignity rather than murderous intent.
*Feeling the mysterious profundity contained within this sword intent, Lu Yi was slightly stunned.*
*Could this sword intent have been intentionally left behind by the peerlessly gifted Old Master?*
*Left behind for others to comprehend and study?*
