The exchange intensified from finger swords to a true sword exchange, and the clashing sword intents drew countless heated gazes. This was sword mastery. Crimson Starshade had not seen such an exquisite exchange of sword intent in many years.

The red sword had been fused with both the Path of Dispassion and Bing Xu’s own sword intent, and it could almost be called the number one sword in Crimson Starshade.

On the other hand, Lu Yin’s Tri-Azure Sword Intent was inherently powerful. It was an Immortal-level battle technique, and at the Immortal realm, it was not inferior to sword dao in any manner. The occasions where it failed to break through an opponent after prolonged exchanges were not due to any weaknesses in the Tri-Azure Sword Intent itself, but were rather because the opponent’s defenses were exceptionally strong. In a direct contest of sword dao, the Tri-Azure Sword Intent was a technique that governed both cause and effect, was entangled with karma itself, and was no weaker than any other sword art.

Ba Yue watched. “What impressive sword skills. Lu Yin’s mastery is not beneath Bing Xu’s.”

Jiu Wen looked at the Tri-Azure Sword Intent. A sword art that includes karma? This does not seem like something this boy could have created.

Bing Xu quickly realized that, even while wielding the red sword, he still found it difficult to break through Lu Yin’s Tri-Azure Sword Intent. No matter how he attacked, the Tri-Azure Sword Intent always managed to block him. It felt like him being stopped was an inevitable result. Left with no choice, the man opened his red umbrella. The sight of the umbrella’s eight ribs made the spectating cultivators of the Path of Dispassion quake.

Countless people dreamed of cultivating the Path of Dispassion to the eighth level, but since ancient times, only a select few had ever succeeded. Each of those figures were worthy of being recorded in history.

The umbrella’s eight ribs were each a vivid crimson. As the red sword entered the umbrella’s ribs, Lu Yin did not wait. His Tri-Azure Sword Intent pushed forward and slashed down, aiming straight at Bing Xu himself.

The Immortal looked up. “You really are rather troublesome. No wonder you dare to provoke an Immortal. But you have no idea that, even among Immortals, there are differences.”

The red sword slashed again. As that happened, several strands of Tri-Azure Sword Intent were severed. The red sword cut straight for Lu Yin as the Path of Dispassion converged, continuously strengthening the attack. At this moment, the red sword was several times stronger than before.

This was the true red sword of the Path of Dispassion. Only when the Path of Dispassion fused with the red sword was it capable of unleashing truly overwhelming attacks.

Bing Xu’s eyes were cold. If Lu Yin still refused to yield, this sword was enough to cut through him.

Lu Yin faced the red sword directly. With a casual wave of a hand, his Investiture of the Gods appeared, releasing a golden radiance that lit up the dark and endless cosmos. As soon as it appeared, even more strands of Tri-Azure Sword Intent appeared and slashed at the red sword: Tri-Azure Sword Intent: Hidden Blade.

Ba Yue was startled. Again?

She had assumed that the sword contest was already over, but Lu Yin still refused to use anything else. Was the man obsessed with the sword, or was the sword the only thing that he had cultivated?

Others had the same thought, and many concluded that the latter must be true. How else could someone who was not even an Immortal fight against Bing Xu for so long with just sword skills?

Strand after strand of Tri-Azure Sword Intent slashed at the red sword. These Tri-Azure Sword Intents were far stronger than what Lu Yin had used before, and the red sword could no longer easily sever them. While it still could, doing so was no longer effortless.

Bing Xu’s face fell. “So that’s how it is. This contest with swords just happens to match the direction of your cultivation. You must be a genius who exclusively cultivates the sword. Only with that could you possibly contend with me.”

Lu Yin wore a faint smile. Cultivate the sword exclusively? No, the sword is not even one of my strong points.

“If I told you that I don’t focus on the sword, would you believe me?”

Bing Xu sneered. Of course he did not believe it. No one else believed Lu Yin either. An Aberrant could not be that strong. The fact that he was able to contend with Bing Xu in sword skills was already astonishing enough. People could not even determine whose sword mastery was stronger. As far as those watching were concerned, they were already giving Lu Yin the highest possible evaluation. It was impossible for him to have anything more.

Jiu Wen’s expression grew odd. Don’t focus on the sword? Then let this old man see what you excel in.

Clang, clang, clang. The Tri-Azure Sword Intent shattered even as the light of Bing Xu’s umbrella ribs grew dim. Across from him, Lu Yin’s eyes flashed as even more Tri-Azure Sword Intents appeared. They filled the area, creating a veritable river of sword intent.

At this moment, countless people froze, their mouths agape. So... so many swords?

Bing Xu’s pupils shrank. He had thought that Lu Yin had already been pushed to his limit. That had to be the case, as Bing Xu himself had also reached the limit of his own sword skills. The sword contest should be considered a draw, so where was all this sword intent coming from?

Ba Yue was shocked. “How... how did he do that?”

Jiu Wen was also stunned. There truly were too many.

Lu Yin clasped his hands behind his back. Above his head, the countless Tri-Azure Sword Intents slashed down at Bing Xu. The river of sword intent crashed down.

The pressure created by the endless torrent of sword intent startled Bing Xu. He had not expected Lu Yin to possess such incredible combat power. Any individual strand of sword intent within that river was enough to threaten an ordinary Immortal, which meant that each one was an Immortal-level attack. How could there be so many of them?

But he could not retreat. From the start of the battle until this moment, Bing Xu had not once retreated, though neither had Lu Yin. If the Immortal took even a single step back, he would be utterly humiliated, even if he ultimately did win.

With his red sword in hand, Bing Xu raised his arm and pointed forward with one finger.

The river of sword intent that was falling upon the Immortal suddenly scattered, spreading out like the void itself. It spread out endlessly, and the entire river was dispersed.

Lu Yin arched a brow. Is this... an innate gift?

Ba Yue said in a low voice, “Bing Xu probably never expected to have to use anything aside from his sword. This is essentially admitting to his own inferiority in mastery of the sword.”

Many cultivators in the megaverse also saw this scene and understood what it meant for Bing Xu to withdraw his red sword. They had not expected Bing Xu, the man who was acknowledged as the greatest swordsman in Crimson Starshade, to actually lose in a contest of swords.

Meiren Dan licked her alluring lips. This Lu Yin... is truly fierce. It’s a pity that he will still die. Bing Xu does not have only his sword.

Lu Yin controlled the river of sword intent, gathering it back together to strike at Bing Xu again.

The man pointed another finger at Lu Yin, and the river of sword intent scattered once more. It was hard to gather the sword intent back. Even when Lu Yin succeeded, the attacks would miss right before landing. Bing Xu did not retreat even half a step and allowed the river to sweep past him. All that happened was that his clothing was sliced to ribbons.

This was already humiliating enough.

The man raised his hand and pointed at the distant form of Lu Yin.

At that moment, a chill struck Lu Yin’s brow. He reached a hand up and grabbed out, much to the disbelief of those watching.

This was simply courting death.

Not even Jiu Wen had expected Lu Yin to do something so rash; was he really reaching out and simply grabbing without first determining his opponent’s ability?

Lu Yin clenched all five fingers tightly. Bing Xu sneered, but that mocking smile quickly vanished. How is this possible?

Ba Yue and the others were also shocked, and they stared at Lu Yin’s hand. Was he completely fine?

Far away, Xi Shangfeng, He Xiao, and Meiren Dan were all entirely focused on Lu Yin’s hand. Not even the slightest bit of damage? How did he manage that?

“Impossible. You...?” Not even Bing Xu could believe his eyes.

Lu Yin opened his fingers, looked at his palm, and then looked at Bing Xu. “So that’s it. You disperse the void. Is that your innate gift?”

He had just used Extremes Must Be Reversed to wither his palm and then grabbed in the direction from which he felt approaching danger. It was not that Bing Xu’s attack had been ineffective, but rather that it had simply been absorbed by Extremes Must Be Reversed.

The power of the attack had not even been enough to restore Lu Yin’s withered palm to normal, but it still counted as an invisible strike. It was quite an impressive attack.

“So is that why my river of sword intent scattered? Then by that logic, the cosmic law that you resonate with should also be related to this ability.”

Bing Xu’s pupils fluctuated, and his expression fell completely. Not only had Lu Yin seen through the Immortal’s attack, but he had also endured it, acting as if it was meaningless. At this moment, there was a sense as though Bing Xu was the one challenging Lu Yin.

That was something that he could never allow.

“Because I promised Sect Master Jiu Wen to spare your life, I have held back at every turn, but since you don’t cherish that restraint, then don’t blame me if you die.” Bing Xu lowered his arm, slowly rotating all five fingers of his hand. Extending out in the same direction as that rotation, the void tore open like a curtain. Ripples surged out, spreading across the entire cosmos.

Lu Yin felt an invisible force sweep past. Is this his world?

Bing Xu’s eyes turned grim and cold. “Dispersal.”

With that single word, Lu Yin’s entire body suddenly withered. His right cheek abruptly trembled once and then recovered a slight bit. He raised a hand and touched it. “Not bad power.”

What people were witnessing shattered everyone’s understanding of reality. Even Jiu Wen lowered his wine gourd to stare intently at Lu Yin. Not even the slightest issue?

Ba Yue was dumbfounded. How could this be?

He Xiao, Xi Shangfeng, and Meiren Dan all grew solemn, and they evaluated Lu Yin as a serious threat for the first time. His body had withered; was it a battle technique? Bing Xu’s power had failed to inflict even the slightest bit of harm, but how had Lu Yin resisted his move?

To Bing Xu’s eyes, the entire thing was absurd, impossible. It was absolutely impossible. He stared at Lu Yin. “Disperse, disperse, disperse, disperse, disperse...”

Each time the word “disperse” rang out, Lu Yin’s entire body vibrated, as though he were being struck by a burst of air. From every direction, every part of his body was struck by explosive pulses. And yet, he continued to stand calmly in place, not moving at all even as the area affected by the bursts grew larger and larger. The watching Immortals could understand what they were seeing, but others could not. They merely saw what looked like blasts of air, not understanding just how terrifying these attacks were.

Only when one airburst missed Lu Yin and shattered the void into fragments, creating black spatial cracks that fell through the cosmos like spiderwebs, did the spectators finally understand just how horrifyingly powerful those repeated airbursts truly were.

Chu Songyun slowly clenched a fist. He knew that he could not withstand the power of those airbursts. They were too terrifying. Mr. Lu’s strength was finally being revealed.

Above her city of flowers, Xie Man was badly shaken. She had heard her master say that Bing Xu’s world was formed from the cosmic law he resonated with and that he was capable of tearing apart any living creature. Even her master was deeply wary of that attack. It was fair to say that Bing Xu’s world could not be escaped from without paying a price.

Despite that, Mr. Lu was not suffering even the slightest bit of harm. There was not even a wrinkle in his clothes. How could that be?

Lu Yin wore a faint smile and patted his clothes. The truth was that he could endure this attack even without Extremes Must Be Reversed. If he were not trying to establish his own dominance, there would be no need for him to suffer the attack at all, as he could have easily evaded it.

Bing Xu was not even as strong as Awe Gate. Like Ba Yue, he was roughly a match for Master Ku Deng. Such strength could no longer pose any threat to Lu Yin.

“Are you done playing around?” Lu Yin spoke slowly, and he looked at Bing Xu in a teasing manner.

Bing Xu’s face went pale. Playing?

Ba Yue swallowed. Playing?

He Xiao and the others all stared at Lu Yin. Playing? A dignified Eightfold Crimson Immortal, using his own world, and this is... playing?

Jiu Wen chuckled. This kid was ruthless enough.

“You can’t possibly do this! You’re not even an Immortal. How could you possibly block it?” Bing Xu completely lost control. His initial composure, acting cool as though he was playing a game that belonged entirely to him, shattered when he finally discovered that he was the one being played. He could not accept it, no matter what.

How could someone who was not even an Immortal, who was at best an Aberrant, be so powerful?

No. He has to be an Immortal. He’s hiding it. He’s deceived everyone, even Jiu Wen.

Bing Xu glared at Jiu Wen, his eyes blazing with fury. “This man is clearly an Immortal! You’ve joined hands with him to deceive us, haven’t you?”

Jiu Wen shook his head and took a sip of wine.

Ba Yue snapped, “He’s not an Immortal!”

“Impossible! If he isn’t an Immortal, then how can he do this? Tell me!” Bing Xu roared.

Ba Yue looked at Lu Yin with mixed emotions. It was true, none of them could understand what they were seeing. If Lu Yin was not an Immortal, how could he possibly be so strong?

She could not explain it; no one could. Ba Yue even started to question whether Lu Yin might actually be an Immortal after all.

Lu Yin spoke again, “Are you finally done playing? Is it my turn now?”