Nightfall

Water in the Yellow River from Sky

No matter how slowly one walked, he would eventually reach his destination.

Liu Bai arrived before the Verdant Canyon and stopped by Jun Mo.

He was more than a foot away from Jun Mo, but that was enough.

After all, an one-foot radius around a person was just a vague description.

In fact, Liu Bai’s Absolute Territory depended on the length of his sword and arms.

He was the strongest in wherever his sword could reach.

The distance right now was perfect. It was not far nor near, and was perfect for a sword to cut down.

Distance was a relative concept. It was fair to the both of them. Jun Mo naturally felt that it was perfect. That was why he raised his iron sword without thinking and swung it at Liu Bai.

He did not say anything, nor did he make any extraneous moves. He waved his sword, just like that.

It was a clean and clear cut.

Just like the lovely jade green hills behind him that were still verdant even in late autumn.

The iron sword cut down cleanly and fell toward Liu Bai’s head like a green hill.

Liu Bai did not wave his sword because it was one foot in front of him.

This was his first strike in the true sense.

Liu Bai’s sword was indeed the most powerful.

When the rusty sword in his hand fell, the mottled rusty marks disappeared instantly, and the body of the sword suddenly brightened. It reflected the floating clouds in the sky and the green hills by the wilderness. It was extremely beautiful.

This sword seemed to have taken away all the splendor between heaven and earth, and countless creations in nature.

It was beyond brilliant.

The brilliance could be dazzling, just like how one could not look directly at the sun. However, this sword did not hurt anyone watching the war on the wilderness. Instead, they were intoxicated by it.

They were intoxicated with this beautiful and moving picture. The celadon-like sky, the silk-like clouds, the warm sunshine, the beautiful wilderness, and a big river.

The river originated from the Wilderness and was originally a trickle-down stream, stubbornly breaking through the mountains of the Yuelun Kingdom. It negotiated the primeval forest with fertile soil and abundant rainwater to form numerous tributaries, turning into a big river, carrying sediment from the south. The river was dyed a turbid yellow, and it grew more and more majestic.

The turbid waves were so great that the yellow river kept beating against the black cliff, stirring up thousands of heavy waves that were like mud. It sounded as if there were ten thousand horses neighing there, sounding especially startling.

Between the black cliff stones, a young man was practicing with his sword. He looked serene as if he could not hear the sound of the waves. The vibration of the cliff did not make him move at all, and he was very absorbed.

Heaven and Earth shivered and lost their color. But it was unknown if it was because of the rushing river, or because of the person wielding the sword by the river.

Liu Bai entered the cultivation path and saw a large river at the Initial Awareness State. As such, he was considered a rare genius in the cultivation circle. Later he gained awareness of his own Sword Taoism by the great river, so his sword technique was called the Dahe Sword, or literally the Great River Sword.