A sword slashed through the air, and dazzling sword-light lit up the sky. In his fury, Jian Wuchen unleashed his sharpest attack right from the start.

Yue Zifeng’s sword also came out of its sheath. There was no sword-light, but his sword was like a streak of lightning, so fast that it was inconceivable.

BOOM! The laws of the world shattered. Divine light exploded like a firework.

“Nothing more than a flashy technique. It has the form but lacks the soul of the sword. As expected, after leaving the Heavenly Sword Gate, you stopped being a true sword cultivator. Today, I’ll have to kill you.” Suddenly, Jian Wuchen’s attack shattered, broken by Yue Zifeng’s sword.

This seemingly ordinary swing of his sword with no manifestation backing it had broken Jian Wuchen’s attack, shocking the experts present. Just where was his power coming from?

“It was just a probing blow. What are you so pleased about? How childish. Have a look at my self-created...