Hou Niao's intuition was right, even though he didn't understand the mysteries of the Body Sword Skill, it didn't mean that he was clueless about the situation.
This Flying Sword was completely different from their understanding of Sword Cultivators. The sudden burst of power wasn't what a normal Flying Sword should have. The thunderous fluctuation had no effect on it; it was fiercely inexplicable as if it had its intelligence. Its trajectory was unpredictable and daunting.
The two shared thoughts and retreated simultaneously. Two bolts of lightning struck the Flying Sword one after another, but to no avail.
The best thing to do now was the simplest: distance themselves further from the thunderclouds to force the Sword Cultivator to show himself!
There was a maximum distance a Sword Cultivator could control their Flying Sword, and it couldn't follow forever. For a Sword Cultivator of the Tongtian Realm, about three hundred zhang was the limit.
