When Lu Cāng shut his eyes, Li Luo did not sense any disturbance or change. And yet his gut was telling him that something was very wrong about the whole situation.

He decided it was best to find out, via taking a nice, big swing with his swords at Lu Cāng's neck.

He wasn't about to hang around waiting politely for his opponent to finish his grand transformation. Attacking was the only reasonable option.

But when his sword was half a meter away from Lu Cāng, it bounced off an invisible barrier, leaving a red scorch mark behind.

Lu Cāng was not stupid enough to leave himself defenseless.

But neither was he attacking right now. A barrier was still ultimately a punching bag. It wasn't hitting him back. He rained down slashes on it, moving...