Once this disturbance ended, with no one interfering, Li Tianming threw himself wholeheartedly into breaking the sword barriers. He became like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins—no one could hold him down.
The twentieth day!
Lin Jianjia: fewer than five thousand!
Li Tianming: six thousand five hundred!
In five days, he had directly opened up a gap of fifteen hundred.
With fewer than ten days left, Lin Jianjia had yet to clear even half the sword barriers. She had already completely lost all hope.
Miracles generally did not happen on the ancestral sword stele.
The twenty-fifth day!
Lin Jianjia: five thousand five hundred!
From this number, it was clear that her mentality had utterly exploded.
Her continued efforts now were merely the final struggle of her confidence.
The more she struggled, the farther her dream drifted away from her.
Her face grew colder and colder, while her gaze became increasingly twisted.
It was the feeling of being unable to touch one's dreams and desires, of the faith in one's heart crumbling apart.
"Taixu Sword Demon! Why? I treated you as my everything, yet you never cherished me..."
Everyone had called her heaven's favored daughter.
They said she possessed the potential to become a Realm King.
Why was she not one in Taixu Sword Demon's eyes?
That alone would have been one thing.
But why could a "wastrel" who had failed to achieve the Minor Stellar Realm even at a hundred years old break through eight thousand five hundred layers of sword barriers in twenty-five days?!
With five days remaining, there were only fifteen hundred layers left!
To be precise, Li Tianming had spent only twenty-two days.
Because during the first three days, he had not "boarded the carriage."
Five days, with only fifteen hundred left!
Judging