Everyone watching the fight was stunned by the thunder and wind Liu Yiqing's sword had made.
Silence lingered in the air; the audience was left speechless.
How could such a simple stroke of the sword have such power?
Amongst all the cultivators gathered, only one truly understood this move of the sword: Cheng Lixue, the Priest of the Revelation Department in the West-Hill Divine Palace.
He realized how powerful and scary the move would be as soon as Liu Yiqing stuck his sword out. He was silent, his right hand holding on to the window ledge.
A seemingly simple move, yet it embodied his willpower, his persistence of waiting for a hundred days, and it even resembled the sword style of Liu Bai!
Simple, yet so formidable.
Everything was the same, including Haotian Divine Light.