"So what if it's the Underworld and the Heavenly River? So what if it's Ouyang Yun? The path of a young man is long and arduous. He... can only keep moving forward, unable... unable to turn back, and there's no way for him to turn back..."
The drunkard sighed, his gaze heavy, his face filled with...感慨 (a sense of deep emotion/reflection).
"Furthermore... he single-handedly withstood all these myriad causes and effects... if all these causes and effects could not stop him, how could this small Netherworld River... possibly stop his progress here?"
"His world...shouldn't be like this, and his steps won't stop so easily."
"Senior... seems to know him very well?" Fairy Baiyue looked at the drunkard.
"There's nothing I don't understand, it's just that sometimes... what you think is the answer isn't the answer at all, and what you think is the path... isn't the path you initially wanted to take either."
"People are never static, just like swords, ever-changing... following their hearts, their thoughts, and their every move... all over their bodies... those indelible bonds."
That's all.
The drunkard clenched his two fingers... and an indescribable, magnificent sword aura surged forth within the Second Heaven Realm.
All the sword cultivators and cultivators across this vast land were lost in thought, gazing into the distance and contemplating the meaning.
None of them ever imagined that this seemingly crazy, mad drunkard would actually be such a powerful swordsman!
No one ever imagined that his swordsmanship... would be so ordinary, yet terrifying!
"One sword strike for every sword strike... Senior's strength is truly extraordinary!"
Chu Xiaoxiao was stunned and speechless.
But when she came to her senses, there was no trace of the drunkard left in the world.
All that remained was... that bend... like a celestial river tilting... the vast sword energy gradually dissipating.
And within these two heavenly realms, no one discovered that... this drunkard, in a deserted place, had transformed into a man dressed in a black robe.
But at this moment, his entire body was sealed by a dense divine aura, his expression indifferent, just like... a god of death without any emotion, constantly... swinging his sword, slaying... the gods surging in from the crack in the sky!
If anyone were here, they would surely recognize that the swordsmanship he wielded was none other than that of the once-great Emperor Chengtian, a style of unparalleled brilliance and unmatched elegance throughout history.
Protect the way of the sword!
......
"Su Bai, you only have ten days left to live. Do you think I would let you easily enter that... Second Heaven Realm where the immortal energy is even more abundant?"
"No, I won't let you step in so easily!"
"Moreover... your lifespan is only less than ten days. During this time, I think you might get a... beautiful way to die?"
"I just don't know if you... will still have the same unwavering Dao heart as before."
Amidst the vast white fog, Ouyang Yun's seven-colored phantom was exceptionally conspicuous.
He stood suspended in the sky, his eyes radiating confidence.
But... Su Bai, walking on the ground, seemed unaffected by him... no matter how much he spoke, his expression remained as calm as ever.
"Not invincible, but better than invincible. Your state of mind... has indeed reached a terrifying level... but you need to think clearly... not everyone in this world can be like you, unaffected by the Law of Questioning the Heart!"
"Not everyone's mindset is as...steadfast as yours, Su Bai's!"
Whoosh!
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