Tian Xuanzi felt extremely awkward, while the spectators were briefly stunned before they broke into an uproar. After all, Sword Emperor Yu Qingfeng was a person of legend, the strongest swordsman in the Kunlun Realm. There were rumors that he was the closest person to the Sword God and had ended the Darkest Era with the eight other emperors three thousand years ago.

Everyone in the Kunlun Realm grew up hearing the legends of the Nine Emperors. Of the Nine Emperors, the Southern Emperor might be the strongest, but the Sword Emperor had the highest popularity. Not only was it because of his status as the strongest swordsman, but his lone-wolf characteristic made him a legend in the hearts of many. In the hearts of swordsmen, his existence was comparable to gods.

The Divine Dragon Era was a place where everyone chased after their dreams, and Yu Qingfeng was the dream of all swordsmen. Who wouldn’t want to become a peerless expert like the Sword Emperor?

A brief moment later, Tian Xuanzi dismissed the black sphere in his hand. Since the legend himself had arrived, this meant...