These endless sharp swords rained down on Liao Yuhuang. Moreover, every sword possessed a different element. Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, lightning, light, darkness…every kind of energy rained down.

“How can one person control so many kinds of energy?!”

Everyone was shocked to see these endless swords. This simply wasn’t possible. Furthermore, every sword possessed a powerful aura. They were no illusions.

“Bai Xiaole is this powerful? His pupil arts can control this many kinds of energy?” Luo Bing and the others were also shocked. Even after knowing him for so long, they hadn’t realized that he possessed such power.

“In theory, it’s possible. Pupil arts stemmed from the desolate era’s Heavenly Eye race, one...