"The name of Emperor Chengtian... I never thought that after being sealed by the Celestial Palace for so many years, someone would still remember it... However, under the strong suppression of the Celestial Palace, there is no one in the Nine Heavens who can remember what Emperor Chengtian looks like."
"...Even if no one remembers it, that magnificent sword path that has transcended time and protected humanity... continues to be widely circulated among sword cultivators!"
"Perhaps... in future generations, only Su Bai will be able to reach the level of the Emperor Chengtian's swordsmanship!"
"......"
The group of sword cultivators whispered among themselves.
At that moment, that thin figure walked further and further away.
He was thin, but a woman in a red robe followed behind him.
Just as he stepped out of Jueling Mountain, ten thousand swords rang out on the vast mountain peak... as if, at this moment, they were seeing him off.
At the same time... a vast sword aura swept out... all the sword cultivators were forced to retreat from Jueling Mountain.
This scene caused many people's expressions to change drastically, filled with disbelief.
"This, this, this, how is this possible? The day the spirit sword is drawn has not yet arrived... How could a sea of sword energy have suddenly surged within the Spirit Extinction Mountain?"
Xia Yuan stared in shock as the Jueling Mountain gradually became shrouded in mist.
At this moment, the group of sword cultivators also revealed expressions that were almost identical to his.
No one expected that the emergence of this once-in-a-lifetime spiritual sword would end in such a way.
No one expected that... among this group of sword cultivators, apart from Su Bai, not a single one was able to draw a longsword and gain the approval of the Sword of Jue Ling Mountain!
"Perhaps... our swordsmanship is nothing but a grain of light compared to Su Bai's swordsmanship."
"And how could those swordsmen of Jueling Mountain who have witnessed the brilliance of the sun... possibly feel any desire to follow us, these ordinary swordsmen?"
A wisp of sword energy rippled out, and Fairy Baiyue caught up with Su Bai in the blink of an eye.
Along with it, Chu Xiaoxiao's figure also disappeared.
"Su Bai, wait a moment."
Su Bai stopped and looked at her calmly. "Is there something you need?"
"Could you tell me where you're going?"
"Practicing swordsmanship."
That's all.
A gentle breeze blew by, and Su Bai's figure vanished in an instant.
Looking at the frail figure, Fairy Baiyue seemed to want to say something more, but after a moment... she let out a long sigh.
"He won't take us with him. We are not from the Celestial Palace, but we are... beneficiaries of Ouyang Yun's Great Path of the Human Emperor."
“Su Bai understands... the myriad karmas on his body have nothing to do with us... and he will not get involved with our karmas.”
Chu Xiaoxiao said in a deep voice.
"Sigh... I just want to ask, how exactly did he develop his swordsmanship?"
The White Moon Fairy sighed.
"I also want to ask this question, but Su Bai... won't tell us."
"Why?"
"Because, he said... he doesn't know the answers yet."
"So he had to practice swordsmanship to find these answers."
Chu Xiaoxiao looked at Fairy Baiyue, then her longsword flew out of her hand and pierced into the sky.
"If you want to see Su Bai, then let's go."
Where to?
"Battlefield of Immortals and Gods!"
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