Boom!
A dazzling sword light shot into the sky.
The dark clouds that had been piled across the heavens were split apart by that single slash.
Looking up,
it was as though heaven and earth themselves had been cleaved in two.
Hummm—
The massed dark clouds dispersed.
Above the heavens, a pale golden sword scar stretched for miles, lingering without fading. Even from afar, one could vaguely sense its razor-sharp sword intent...
Whoosh!
Sunlight once again shone upon the Qingyun Disciples.
They blankly opened their eyes.
At the same time, they turned their gazes toward the arena.
At a glance,
they saw the youth's azure Taoist robe fluttering in the wind, his black hair cascading over his shoulders and his figure standing tall. He held an adorably vacant android girl in his arms, while one hand gripped the divine sword symbolizing King and Authority. He stood proudly upon the arena.
Before him—
a pale golden sword scar stretched for miles across the heavens. Even from afar, its terrifying sword intent carried a piercing sharpness.
At that moment,
everyone was stunned.
They stared blankly at the sight before them, unable to stop themselves from recalling that night three months ago, when a sword like this had nearly split the entire sky...
So?
That sword had truly been struck by Wang Quan Yan!
At that moment,
all doubts and mockery vanished.
The Qingyun Disciples looked at Wang Quan Yan on the arena with admiration. There was no longer the slightest trace of contempt in their hearts—only the respect a powerhouse deserved...
What was this sword called?
No one knew.
They only knew that—the instant this sword emerged, their eyes could no longer contain any other sword. It was as though there was only this one sword between heaven and earth!
It was