People had sat through countless previous bouts in this ether of profound mystery, its placid depths, its cold, secluded aura was a sense of transcendence they had never experienced before.
While strength and skill could be measured, the grading led to entirely different realms.
The lesser could not break the greater, not because of being more or less strong, but because all your efforts are just a mirage before it. Zhang Junxue had already demonstrated this to the full in a previous bout.
At the time, the Ghost Born Sword had not even been used to its full potential, and the woman had even managed to dissect its incomplete intention.
But now everything had turned on its head.
After this intention was fully realized, its true formidable power was revealed to all. Even bystanders who perceived it felt a chilling silence permeating everything, causing hearts to freeze and breaths to halt.
