A strand of surprise and praise flashed in Emperor Zhou’s eyes when he noticed that Yang Ye was able to resist the pressure he exuded. Even though it was less than a hundredth of the pressure he was capable of emanating, it was still something that some King Realm experts were unable to resist, yet this young man before him had forcefully resisted it.

Even though Emperor Zhou revealed an expression of praise, the invisible pressure Yang Ye endured hadn’t weakened at all, and it started to grow stronger and stronger instead. This caused Yang Ye’s consciousness to gradually become blurry. 

“Those of the sword should possess an edge and rather break than bend. When the head is free of distracting thoughts, the heart of the sword is enlightened, and a single sword strike can destroy all techniques….” Suddenly, Yang Ye remembered the words that the Sword Sect’s Founding Ancestor had left behind on the enormous stone sword at the Sword Sect’s training grounds.

At this moment, these words ceaselessly reverberated in his mind, and in next to no time, Yang Ye gradually attained a clear mental state, and he gradually removed the disorderly...