"It seems I have indeed encountered a formidable opponent this time."
Ten Thousand Swords One thought to himself.
He had underestimated Feng Wu's methods and strength. He controlled two types of Sword Intent, his strength had already surpassed that of a Quasi-emperor. However, compared to Feng Wu, he didn't have any advantage and was even at a disadvantage.
Feng Wu, as the Young Master of the Burial Sky Church, was no pushover.
"The Sword Mystery, Sword God Throne!"
At the very next moment, Ten Thousand Swords One formed seals with his ten fingers. The strange fluctuation of aura stirred the energy around the void. The void above began to tremble, gradually distorting as the power of the sword burst out from the void. The Sword Mystery was brewing, the unrivaled Sword momentum filled the void which appeared incredibly fragile and seemed as if it could collapse at any moment.
Ten Thousand Swords One looked serious, evidently, the exertion of such power was not easy for him.
