A gush of warm blood splattered from the chest of the black-robed swordsman. Then, the black-robed swordsman transformed into endless starlight and disappeared into the void.
Whew!
Chu Ming let out a light breath, the sword light in his eyes gradually fading. The reason he could kill the black-robed swordsman with one strike wasn't due to superior combat awareness but because his Sword Dao broke through at a critical moment, entering a state where there was a sword in his heart, catching the black-robed swordsman off guard.
"So this is the realm of having a sword in one's heart but not in the hand? Truly marvelous!"
Chu Ming silently savored the feeling, and suddenly, a peculiar sensation arose in his heart. At this moment, he could vaguely sense the presence and emotions of the wooden sword within him. Though he had experienced this state before, it was always fleeting and not like this where he could control it at will.
