That Sword

The Thousand Spirits Sect's largest Dao Field.

The three Supreme Elders were watching the two people in the Dao Field.

"Second, how long do you think Zishi can hold out?" the Thousand Spirits Sect Supreme Great Elder asked.

"One breath, perhaps." Venerable Qian Nian thought for a moment before answering.

"Don't try to quantify the Great Elder's strength, and don't compare him to that Invincible Venerable in his youth."

"If you truly want a benchmark, you should compare him to the Supreme Venerable. Perhaps even the Supreme Venerable was inferior to the Great Elder back then."

"..."

The Thousand Spirits Sect Supreme Great Elder was somewhat speechless—and somewhat jealous.

How many storms and hardships had I shielded you from over the years? How many times had I wiped your stinking, filthy ass for you?

Yet today, you were praising someone else so fresh and refined.

"Second, wasn't that a bit too much?" Seeing that the Supreme Great Elder's expression had turned sour, the Thousand Spirits Sect Supreme Third Elder hurriedly said.

"I'm only speaking the truth. How could I casually praise an outsider in front of Eldest?" Venerable Qian Ling said solemnly.

Seeing Venerable Qian Ling's expression, the Thousand Spirits Sect Supreme Great Elder felt even worse.

At this moment, Li Zishi was enduring immense pressure in the Dao Field.

His eyes shone with strange brilliance, but his expression was exceptionally cautious, even somewhat fearful.

Since childhood, he had possessed a pair of eyes capable of seeing through the secrets of heaven. Whenever he encountered a powerful enemy, he would activate them to perceive heaven and earth and turn the tide of battle.

At their highest level, they could even use the Dao of Space to slow the surrounding time, receive the augmentation of world power, and comprehend a hundred