Lin Yun stood in the sky with dazzling sword rays exploding from his body. With the pair of Golden Crow Wings that reached over twenty meters in length, it made him look like a majestic deity.

When he raised his hand, the powerful aura he unleashed made the entire heaven and earth appear to tremble. This made him look like an immortal, enveloped in an ethereal aura. As the boundless sword intent began to roar, the entire sky was dyed in gold, making it look like a golden ocean. This was an ocean of sword intent that was manifested from Lin Yun’s firmament sword intent.

“Firmament sword intent!”

“H-H-How is this possible? Didn’t people say that not even those in the Dragon Pulse Realm could grasp it?”

“Holy shit, just what the hell is going on? Someone who has just reached the Elysium Core Realm has grasped the firmament sword...