Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

......

As the booming sounds of breakthroughs in cultivation emanated from Su Bai's body, the vast immortal energy also completely entered his body over time.

His cultivation aura... also gradually stabilized after rising to the ninth level of True Saint.

Su Bai could sense that even though he had not yet entered the realm of immortals, his own strength had reached a level close to that of an immortal.

However, he knew very well that his greatest gain this time was not the improvement in his cultivation level... but rather, his understanding of the way of the sword.

Now, although he carries the weight of countless karmas, his sword is much purer than before... perhaps, it has surpassed his former self by far.

"Boy, what is a sword?"

At that moment, the voice of a drunkard suddenly rang out between heaven and earth.

Upon hearing this, Su Bai's usually cold face suddenly conjured up a series of illusory sword images.

But he...did not speak, he just silently shook his head.

"You don't know?" the drunkard's voice rang out again.

Su Bai nodded. "I don't know."

"Oh, then what is Kendo?"

"I don't know either," Su Bai said calmly.

"Do you know that your swordsmanship has now reached... a level that is unprecedented and unparalleled throughout history?"

"I don't know either."

Su Bai replied.

"If you know nothing, then why do you practice swordsmanship?"

Upon hearing this, Su Bai was shaken, his expression trembling.

But after a moment, he looked at the ground, shook his head and smiled, "Practicing swordsmanship, perhaps... is to find the answers to these questions."

After this answer, the world fell silent.

The group of sword cultivators remained silent... The voice of the drunkard that had rang out earlier also fell completely silent at this moment.

for a long time.

A faint sigh echoed between heaven and earth.

"Do you know... if these ties were not present... your swordsmanship would reach a... even purer level?"

"But... without these ties, is Su Bai still Su Bai?"

"Yes... In that case, would Su Bai still be Su Bai?"

"Interesting...interesting..."

After the two sighs echoed throughout the Second Heaven Realm, the drunkard's voice was no longer heard in the world.

At this moment, Su Bai composed himself, turned around, and went down the mountain.

He walked with a steady pace, without carrying that... sharp edge unique to sword cultivators.

However, the sword cultivators on Jueling Mountain couldn't help but focus their gaze on that thin figure.

"Is he going to the battlefield of immortals and gods?"

"It was a sword cultivator who said in a deep voice."

"I don't know... His current strength is already invincible in the Second Heaven Realm. Above the Nine Heavens... the only one who can restrain him is probably the Palace Master of the Celestial Palaces... the Supreme Human Emperor, Ouyang Yun."

"His swordsmanship, in the current Nine Heavens, has probably reached the so-called... peak. Perhaps the only one who can be compared with him is the legendary supreme human emperor, Su Chengtian."