All six thousand swords moved at once, and the world was instantly lit by sword light. Crimson, pale, black, dark, and five-colored lights wove together across the sky. The swords did not charge forward in a jumble.
Under the Myriad Sword Spirit Command Art, every blade followed a deliberate path. Some attacked directly, some curved around the water dragons, and some formed giant spirals, while others gathered into rivers of swords or split into smaller formations. The whole sky became a world of swords.
The first collision came with a boom as fishing lines met swords and water dragons slammed into sword formations. The ocean exploded, waves thousands of feet high rose toward the sky, and the entire second floor shook.
The result soon became clear. Slaughter Sword Intent cut through the momentum and murderous force in the old man’s attacks, while Immortal Sword Intent kept Li Yun’s sword power from being worn down by the endless waves. Destruction Intent broke apart the internal structure of the fishing-line formations, and Devouring Intent swallowed part of the energy released by every collision and fed it back into Li Yun’s swords.
Meanwhile, Five Element Intent let the formation adapt constantly. Metal appeared when more sharpness was needed, Water added flexibility, Earth strengthened defense and stability, Fire increased explosive force, and Wood linked the separate formations so their momentum kept flowing. The combination was terrifying.
The first water dragon exploded with a bang, then another, and then a third, and one enormous water dragon after another shattered as fishing lines snapped all across the sky.
The Old Fisherman’s eyes grew brighter and brighter. He moved swiftly across the sea, and his fishing rod became almost impossible to follow, releasing another attack with every swing.
Li Yun barely moved at all. Only his fingers changed position, and the six thousand swords responded perfectly. One thousand formed a defensive river of swords, and another thousand attacked from above. Two thousand closed in on the Old Fisherman from both sides, while the last two thousand dove beneath the raging waves and burst out behind him.
"Interesting!" the Old Fisherman laughed suddenly.
He spun his fishing rod, and a gigantic vortex appeared beneath him with a boom. The whole sea began to turn, and within moments the vortex had spread for several miles, dragging hundreds of swords toward it.
Li Yun’s expression did not change.
"Devour."
The dark currents around the swords intensified at once as Devouring Intent erupted. The sea vortex and the sword formation began devouring each other, and the ocean roared violently for several breaths. Then the flow of energy reversed, and the spiritual power inside the Old Fisherman’s vortex began pouring into Li Yun’s formation instead.
The Old Fisherman raised an eyebrow. "You can even devour the power inside my technique?"
Li Yun lowered his finger.
"Destruction."
Thousands of black patterns lit up at once, and the enormous vortex collapsed from the inside with a boom as the sea exploded toward the sky.
Li Yun finally moved and stepped forward, and the six thousand swords immediately gathered behind him. Their arrangement changed. The scattered rivers of swords disappeared, and every sword instead began positioning itself around the Profound Origin Sword.
Layer after layer formed, ten layers and then a hundred, until all six thousand precious swords had shaped an enormous cone-shaped sword formation behind him. His five Intents of Slaughter, Immortality, Destruction, Devouring, and the Five Elements all flowed toward its center.
The Old Fisherman’s expression turned grave, because he understood at once that Li Yun was preparing his decisive attack. He gripped his fishing rod with both hands, and his relaxed posture disappeared.
Then the whole sea went still. It was so completely still that not even a ripple remained.
The Old Fisherman lifted his rod, and the entire sea rose with a rumble. Billions of tons of water surged into the sky and condensed behind him into an enormous curtain that stretched beyond sight.
"Heaven and Ocean Become One."
The fishing rod came down, and the whole sea followed it. It no longer looked like a martial technique. It looked as if the heavens themselves had been overturned.
Li Yun’s eyes brightened, because this was exactly what he wanted. He had found an opponent worthy of receiving the full power of his current Sword Dao.
He raised the Profound Origin Sword, and the six thousand swords behind him hummed together, a single sword cry ringing out from six thousand directions. His five Intents surged without restraint and poured into the Myriad Sword Spirit Command Art. Then he swung.
"Myriad Sword Spirit Command. All Daos Converge Into One."
The six thousand swords moved as one. From a distance, they no longer looked like separate weapons but like a single enormous sword formed from six thousand precious swords and five Xiantian Stage Intents. Its core was crimson, its edge carried pale immortal light, and black destructive patterns covered its body. A dark devouring vortex surrounded it, and five-colored elemental light revolved around its outermost layer.
The gigantic sword shot forward and collided with the falling sea. For one instant, everything stopped.
Then the second floor erupted. A catastrophic explosion swept across the world with a deafening roar. The endless ocean split apart, a gigantic trench stretched toward the horizon, and the descending curtain of seawater was pierced straight through its center.
The six thousand swords kept going. Slaughter Sword Intent killed the momentum in the sea, and Immortal Sword Intent preserved the formation’s integrity and sharpness. Destruction Intent tore the Old Fisherman’s technique apart, Devouring Intent consumed the erupting energy, and Five Element Intent held the formation together under the tremendous pressure.
The Old Fisherman’s pupils shrank, because the formation was already upon him. He swung his fishing rod sideways and blocked the first sword with a clang. Then ten more arrived, then a hundred, then a thousand, and then all six thousand. Bang after bang rang out as the Old Fisherman disappeared beneath endless sword light.
Crimson Sword Qi covered the sky, and pale immortal light sliced through the ocean. Black cracks spread through space, dark vortices kept consuming the scattered energy, and five-colored light lit up the whole battlefield. For several breaths, there seemed to be no sea, no sky, and no Old Fisherman. Only the world of swords that Li Yun had created remained.
Then silence returned. The sword light slowly faded, and the sea restored itself. Six thousand precious swords hovered around Li Yun.

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