Fortunately, sword spirits were ultimately just spirits of swords. Their thought process fundamentally differed from those of humans. They acted based on their inherent nature rather than actual reasoning.0

Although they might seem overwhelmingly powerful, they were still different from humans. No matter how strong a weapon was, it required a skilled expert to wield it for its full potential to be brought out.0

Tang Wanzhuang observed for a moment before suddenly drawing her sword.0

A dense web of interconnected sword qi wove itself around the space where the sword and saber clashed, creating an atmosphere that felt like a deep underwater domain.0

The sword and saber, in the midst of their heated battle, suddenly began to slow down, as though they had been submerged in deep water, with increasing pressure that made it more and more difficult for them to move.0

Without needing a word from Tang Wanzhuang, Zhao Changhe, with his keen battle instincts, immediately grabbed Dragon Bird’s hilt.0

It felt almost like grabbing the ponytail of a stubborn girl. Dragon Bird trembled wildly in frustration, but Zhao Changhe held it firmly in place, preventing it from moving.1

Taking advantage of its opponent’s situation, Dragon Emperor managed to land a few more hits on it.0

Zhao Changhe could almost picture Dragon Bird as a poor kid being pulled out of a fight, getting sucker-punched...0