But there are exceptions. Thousands of years ago, there was a strong man with ethereal roots who reached the pinnacle of strength simply by practicing body training!

And the man in front of him, named Wuming, seemed to have no spiritual energy fluctuations in his body.

At this moment, someone on the scene laughed disdainfully:

"So you don't even have spiritual roots, what are you pretending to be?"

"Exactly. He acts like a big shot, but turns out to be a loser. It's so funny!"

"If you don't have the ability these days, don't bother with these empty things, otherwise you'll just end up like a clown on the stage!"

Facing the ridicule of the crowd, Wuming did not respond, his expression remained calm, with that kind of arrogance and confidence.

He slowly took out the long sword in his hand and waved it towards the sky with ease.

“Swish!”

A sharp sword light flashed and disappeared into the air.

Everyone seemed not to feel any fluctuation of spiritual energy, but then they saw that the sky seemed to be cut open by the sword light, revealing a dark void.

Countless people looked up at this horrifying scene. No one spoke, only the sound of swallowing saliva could be heard.

Cutting through the void with one sword, what a powerful force!

After a brief silence, all the elders looked at Qiu Yuebai.

Faced with such a genius, although they really wanted to accept him as their disciple, they knew that only a top swordsman like Qi Yuebai could teach such a disciple, so they could only reluctantly let him go!

Qiuyuebai also stopped drinking and looked at Wuming with interest.

The fact that Wuming could attract Qiuyuebai's attention was enough to show how superb his swordsmanship was!

Si Yin smiled faintly and said to Wuming personally, "Your swordsmanship is unparalleled and you are qualified to join the Miaoyin Sect!"

Wuming didn't say anything, but just nodded slightly while holding the sword.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he strode towards Ning Jie.