Chapter 154
The Sword Saint Has Turned White-Haired
The name of the palm technique the Demon Child unleashed was the First Palm of Austerity.
It had never been pierced before.
The Demon Child’s expression twisted as he thrust his bare hand toward the sword energy that had ruthlessly pierced through the First Gate of Asceticism. Of course, his hand was already wrapped in surging ki.
CRASH!
The Demon Child was flung into the Bamboo Sea, and the sword itself couldn’t possibly remain unscathed.
Wrapped in the sword’s intent currents, he absorbed the Agony First Layer before being hurled into the mountainside and crashing down.
Both men shot away like rays of light, landing far apart. Where each had crashed, a circular shockwave swept out. They had channeled the impact absorbed by their bodies outward, like releasing it through protective energy.
A brief silence flowed.
The two appeared as if they had just set out on a mountain hike and approached each other.
How far had they flown? Their mountain trek to find each other continued for a moment.
In the meantime, they caught their breath and gauged the intensity of the shock they’d felt at the first encounter.
How far could they endure?
No matter how much they thought about it, they realized neither could defeat the other without injury.
The hike was quite long, yet they had little time to think.
Because the other was a source of deepening concern.
Before they knew it, the two stood facing each other once more at the very place where they had first clashed.
