章 1018: A Furious Fight

"What a terrifying scimitar." Ji Ning could sense that the flows of his nine novessence arts were being parted as though they had been split in half. "But my secret arts were formless to begin with!"

If you cut a stream of water with a knife, the water would continue to flow. Ning's nine novessence arts of lightning, wind, fire, void, and everything else were all types of formless energy that could assume whatever shape he chose.

In the face of that terrifying scimitar, the rampaging flood of the novessence arts was instantly split in half. Despite that, the power of the secret arts didn't lessen at all, and two dragon-like streams of sword-light continued onwards towards Daolord Kongsan.