Cleanly written in the air was a beautiful rune that read 'cut'.
Around it, an incredible sword aura, one that seemed to have been forged from the very core of the Sword Dao, sharpened the air, making it extremely lethal to even look at.
Before the battle, the Master of Purgatory told him he would be fighting against a perfect, absolute version of himself, or at least what an absolute version of a Heavenly Ascension cultivator, in the Paragon's eyes, should be.
Naturally, that was everything he needed to know. Winning with his own strength was just impossible.
He could not win, even if he had unlimited energy and unflagging stamina. In his eyes, the absolute version of himself is a monster beyond understanding. Winning using conventional ways is just impossible.
So he first chose to fight it.
This decision was so that he could find out just what an absolute version of himself would be like.
