They watched as—

With the two of them at its center, spiritual energy ran rampant throughout this entire stretch of sky, everything within a thousand square meters. The air currents left marks and devastation all across the ground and stirred up dust clouds dense enough to blot out the sun. 

Su Yi stood in the air, his aura flourishing, without so much as a hair out of place.

Li Changning stood across from him, sword in hand, his clothes fluttering around him.

Shockingly, that attack wasn’t enough to determine victory and defeat!

Everyone was stunned; they almost dared not believe their eyes. 

That slash had manifested a flood dragon! Yet a Grandmaster like Su Yi had somehow countered it!?

Even You Xinglin’s eyes were wide, and his jaw hung slack. He couldn’t even begin to imagine how Su Yi had accomplished such a feat.

“Alas, your sword intent is lacking; you’ve only grasped a handful of superficial knowledge. If I’m not mistaken, you didn’t grasp it by comprehending heaven and earth. You must have gleaned enlightenment from some treasure. You’ve yet to truly cross the threshold, so your power is ultimately limited,” said Su Yi leisurely. 

In the Origin Dao, sword intent was divided based on strength. There were three grades, each divided into three classes, nine ranks in to...