"Again!"
Lu Dongbin bellowed lowly, his palm turning as he made another slash.
Billions of sword lights burst forth simultaneously.
Some vast, some sharp, some fierce, some resolute, some detached, some ruthless...
An infinite number of sword lights, shuttling and leaping amidst layers of chaos, colliding and interweaving with each other, formed varied worlds of sword light.
They enveloped Liang Hui from all directions.
Liang Hui raised his arm, pulling it slightly backward, then thrust out with extreme speed.
In the blink of an eye, he pierced through the layers of void; everywhere he passed turned into a blend of chaos and nothingness, with only the flickering of crimson gold sword light.
Every tangible and intangible thing was constrained on top of the sword light, turning into kindling that blazed fiercely, pushing this sword light even further to its utmost limit.
The next instant, the crimson gold sword light had already pierced the world of infinite Sword Qi.
