"Are you finally planning to emerge from my Inner Landscape that you've occupied?" Wang Xuan focused intently, sensing the condition inside. The fluctuations seemed highly unstable, with cracks in the Inner Landscape opening and closing as if something external was stimulating it. 0

Meanwhile, behind a particular celestial curtain, various masters battled fiercely. Sword lights piercing the heavens broke through the curtain, creating a scene of sheer terror. Those daring to vie for the Mortal Realm Sword were undoubtedly epoch-defining experts, revered masters of their time, risking instant death should they falter.0

Their sword and fist lights could crack the celestial curtain and even influence the mortal world, but they dared not cross over; the force of the ancient pact still lingered. Crossing at this time would mean the diminishment of their own spiritual paths.0

A meter-long silver sword streaked across the void, draped in cosmic runes and resplendent in its brilliance. Many sighed in disappointment, having witnessed its momentary cleaving of the curtain but were too distant to seize the opportunity.0

The Mortal...0