WHOOSH.
A great force billowed forth, and the air began to surge. As Chu Bai's sword descended, a vast and mighty force, like a mountain, bore down upon Ning Jiang.
This was the force of the world itself.
His sword drew upon the force of the entire world.
"How powerful. I'd say that attack is nearly on par with one from a Spirit Realm Master, wouldn't you?"
"That's right. After comprehending Sword Control by Force, Chu Bai's combat strength is almost comparable to a Spirit Realm Master's."
"Unless Young Master Wushuang uses that Spiritual Artifact, his chances of blocking this attack are less than ten percent."
"But if he uses a Spiritual Artifact to fight, it wouldn't be a fair victory. Young Master Wushuang wouldn't do that, would he?"
On both banks of the Qingjiang, countless Martial Artists broke into a flurry of intense discussion.
"That strike is incredibly strong. Facing it is like confronting the boundless, inexhaustible force of the world itself."
