“Obtaining the topmost degree of talent in sword arts in the world requires giving up 72 years of lifespan, which leaves you with only five more years of your life. At the same time, you will never be able to feel love, kinship, and friendship, and you’ll end up leading a lonely life until your death, unable to procreate, or to have any descendants. “From now onwards, everything related to happiness in the human world shall no longer be of your concern. Are you willing to accept this?” “Hahahaha, I’m already alone bereft of all support, my hopes dashed to pieces, shouldering only absolutely irreconcilable grudge and hatred, why would I disagree? Why would I not want it? I couldn’t ask for anything better!!” His sword sweeps across the Divine Continent for seven days and nights, moving 90,000 miles through the starry skies, unhindered. He slays saints and buddhas in Heaven, slaughters demons and devils in Hell, sweeping away all the grievances in his heart!
Faced with Rota's spear attack coming down from above, Fang Xingjian continued to remain calm. It was because although this spear attack was fast, putting aside the distance and time it took to pass through the spatial gaps, it still had not surpassed supersonic speed. It was only at about infrasonic speed.
Therefore, in Fang Xingjian's mind, he was still able to perfectly visualize the track of the spear's movement. It was a tremendous surge of energy breaking through the air, separating the layers of air currents and coming down with a gush of heat as if it was a bolt of lightning.
At the next moment, Fang Xingjian tapped his Silver Dragon lightly, hitting the longspear where it was the weakest.
It was a casual move for him, but with his speed, no one present was able to see his movement. They could only see a silver flash and Rota was already stumbling as she retreated.