"One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Laws..."
Po Jun Star Monarch was even more shaken. He took a step back, his hands trembling slightly behind his back, hiding his sense of powerlessness.
He almost couldn't even maintain the Sword Light's form, which was about to revert to its physical Flying Sword state.
At first, he had thought his opponent was also at the Realm of Refining Sword into Silk.
For a Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator, this was quite normal; over seventy percent of them were at this Realm.
Anything above or below that was shocking and exceedingly rare.
After their Sword Lights clashed several times, Po Jun Star Monarch's keen perception noticed something unusual about his opponent's Flying Sword.
It wasn't that he had never seen a Tier Four Flying Sword. Their unparalleled sharpness and ability to sunder all things were unforgettable once witnessed.
