The sky is filled with falling golden radiance.
The green-clothed youth rests his hand on the sword hilt, surrounded by the layers of descending golden glow. Originally, this golden radiance contained countless variables and mysteries, lethal to numerous formidable opponents, but now, they have become harmless, losing all their sharpness and variance, transforming into mere scenery.
The face of True Immortal Wanfa sank.
"Wanfa Zi,"
"Utilizing magic to wield the sword, this is a commendable path."
Jiang Ding coldly stated, "But such clumsy swordsmanship, how dare you use it before me? I could break this juggling trick with my eyes closed, relying on mere instinct."
"Truly laughable!"
"Open your dog eyes wide for me!"
"Let me show you what true swordsmanship is!"
Boom!
The Great Sun Immortal Mortal Sword Soul bloomed, opening its dual black and white pupils.
The world plunged into ultimate darkness.
