"Clang—"
Sword Qi gripped by claws emitted the sound of clashing metal.
The sweeping Sword Qi from the heavens was firmly seized, no longer falling.
"Boom!"
Sword power poured down, shattering rocks and cliffs.
Yet the ground upon which the Dragon and Snake stood remained unaltered.
Positioned on the cliff's stone platform, his fingers slowly clenched,
Spawning alarming cracks upon the condensed Sword Qi.
In the blink of an eye, the cracks spread like a spider-web.
Suddenly, they burst apart, snapping the Sword Qi into two sections.
Fragments of Sword Qi scattered like blades,
Leaving deep marks on the rocks, yet when striking Jiang Li,
They merely rebounded off him.
The Daoist mid-air was taken aback by the sight,
His handsome face showing surprise—his Sword Qi shattered so effortlessly.
The next instant, Jiang Li transformed his claw into a palm,
Innate Qi transmuted—palm embracing Pure Yang—summoning the ultimate rigid force.
