Young man's admiration? Maiden's infatuation!

Last night.

The sword strike Wang Quan Yan unleashed on Grand Bamboo Peak.

Not only shook the entire Qingyun Sect, but even the cultivation world beyond Qingyun was sent into a tremor.

After all...

That sword mark, stretching for several miles, stood there in the sky above Qingyun Sect, its brilliant golden sword intent nearly illuminating the entire night sky.

It was impossible to ignore.

Precisely because of this.

In less than half a day.

The news had spread throughout a large portion of the cultivation world.

Many rogue cultivators who made a living near the Qingyun mountain range were discussing the sword strike from last night. Some believed it was the Qingyun Sect's Sect Leader, True Person Dao Xuan, who had mastered some secret technique, while others thought it was the Grand Peaks of other lineages—

In any case.

No matter how they guessed, they would never have imagined?

That the one who unleashed that sword strike would be a disciple of Grand Bamboo Peak?

A disciple who had only joined five years ago!

This matter soon reached the ears of the Demonic Sect.

North of Qingyun, in the northern part of Shenzhou.

Huqi Mountain.

This was originally the stronghold of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan. Later, due to the decline of the fox clan, this place was occupied by the Ghost King Sect, one of the Four Great Demonic Sects, and became the Ghost King Sect's main headquarters—

"Splash!"

Beside a blood pool.

A refined middle-aged man was quietly looking at the intelligence in his hand. His expression shifted, and it was unclear what he had seen.

"Sect Master?"

Qinglong called out from the side.

Hearing this.

Wan Renwang silently handed the intelligence in his hand to him and said, "Brother Qinglong, take a look."

Qinglong took the intelligence.

It recorded the events that occurred at Qingyun Sect last night, and also included a portrait. The scene in the portrait was simple: an ordinary night sky, split in the middle by a sword strike—

"A sword that splits the heavens?!"

"This..."

Qinglong's expression changed slightly.

Wan Renwang asked in a deep voice, "Brother Qinglong, who do you think it could be?"

Hearing this.

Qinglong was silent for a moment before saying, "The only sword expert in the Qingyun Sect seems to be that person."

"You mean..."

"Wan Jianyi?!"

Wan Renwang's eyes flickered slightly.

"Besides him."

"I can't think of anyone else."

Qinglong said slowly.

"Rumor has it—"

"Wan Jianyi is already dead."

Wan Renwang mused.

"Tsk!"

Qinglong let out a scoff and said, "Who believes that?"

"That's true."

Wan Renwang nodded. "After all, we didn't see it with our own eyes; it's just the word of those righteous path cultivators."

After speaking.

Wan Renwang casually took the intelligence back from Qinglong. He glanced at the scene of 'a sword splitting the heavens' in the portrait and said faintly:

"The priority—"

"Is to proceed with our grand plan as soon as possible!"

"What did Mr. Ghost say?"

Qinglong replied, "Mr. Ghost has been scouting Liubo Mountain for several months. He estimates that within a few more months, Kui Niu, one of the Four Great Spirit Beasts, will awaken!"

"Good!"

Wan Renwang slowly turned around.

He faced the blood pool before him, letting the thick scent of blood wash over him. His gaze was fixed on the center of the blood pool, where a strange, azure cauldron rested.

"I have waited for a hundred years."

"I don't mind waiting a few more months."

This demonic overlord slowly raised his head. He gently clasped his hands together, as if grasping the entire world...

Southwest of Shenzhou, Viper Valley.

This place was near the border of the Southern Border, surrounded by poisonous miasma, a natural toxic land. Countless poisonous creatures resided within, making it the perfect habitat for poison cultivators...

The Myriad Poisons Gate, one of the Four Great Sects of the Demonic Cult, was stationed here.

"Master, there's news from the Qingyun Sect."

A young man with a delicate and effeminate appearance gently pushed open the door. Inside, an old man was resting, his face full of wrinkles and his aura appearing weak, as if death was near...

"Swish!"

Poison God's eyes snapped open.

A captivating light flashed in his eyes, showing no signs of being close to death.

"Give it here."

Poison God spoke slowly.

"Yes, Master."

Qin Wuyan respectfully handed over the unopened intelligence in his hand.

Poison God took it and opened it.

He looked at the intelligence in his hand, his eyes gleaming with a captivating light, and murmured, "Wan Jianyi? Is that you..."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Poison God casually tossed the intelligence to Qin Wuyan and instructed, "Send word to Cangsong and have him inquire about the origin of this matter."

"Yes, Master."

Qin Wuyan nodded respectfully.

He took the opportunity to glance down at the intelligence in his hand.

But all he saw was a strange painting. The painting depicted a brilliant night sky, with a mysterious sword mark cleaving the sky in half, as if...

Someone had split the entire sky with a single sword?!

Seeing this, Qin Wuyan was filled with shock.

This...

Could this truly be done by a human?

A sword that splits the heavens!

Perhaps only the ultimate sword cultivator? could achieve this!

However, Such ultimate sword cultivators?

There were hardly any to be found in the world!

Qin Wuyan suppressed his thoughts, respectfully holding the intelligence in his hands. He then slowly turned and left...

East Sea.

Liubo Mountain.

Xiaoyao Stream, Joyful Union Sect.

A winding, secluded path.

It was initially narrow, only wide enough for one person. After walking dozens of steps, it suddenly opened up.

A secluded mountain valley emerged, carpeted with various blooming flowers. In its center stood a giant, ancient Albizia tree, rumored to have been personally planted by Madam Jin Ling eight hundred years ago.

Eight hundred years ago.

The Joyful Union Sect was not originally a demonic sect.

Madam Jin Ling began as a rogue cultivator, until she later met Black Heart Elder, the demonic magnate who founded the Blood Refining Hall.

After meeting Black Heart Elder.

Madam Jin Ling became infatuated with him, and the two quickly fell in love. The Joyful Union Sect's reputation was ruined because of this incident.

Later.

The Joyful Union Sect gradually merged into the demonic sects, becoming one of the four major demonic sects.

At this moment, in the Joyful Union Cave.

A beautiful female cultivator held a piece of intelligence.

She wore a form-fitting white dress that perfectly showcased her curves. Her skin was so fair it seemed to hold moisture, and every movement exuded an irresistible charm.

This woman was none other than the sect leader of the Joyful Union Sect.

Three Wonders Fairy.

"Good disciple."

"Do you think such sword cultivators exist in this world?"

Three Wonders Fairy tossed the intelligence in her hand to a young girl beside her.

The girl appeared to be quite young, perhaps around sixteen or seventeen years old.

She was tall and slender.

Although she seemed a bit immature, she was already quite developed. Even if she couldn't compare to Three Wonders Fairy, she possessed a unique charm.

Perhaps it was purity.

The girl blinked gently.

She wore an elegant white dress, its hem falling past her calves, adorned with faint golden patterns. Her raven-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her exquisite, flawless face showed no imperfections.

Jin Ping'er took the intelligence handed to her by Three Wonders Fairy and lowered her gaze to read it.

The first thing she saw was a painting.

The scene depicted was somewhat shocking: a golden sword mark stretched across the brilliant night sky, almost covering the entire painting and splitting the sky in two from the middle.

It was as if.

Someone had cleaved the heavens with a single sword!

"Ah?!"

Jin Ping'er exclaimed in surprise.

A sword strike that split the heavens?

Could a sword cultivator truly achieve such a feat?!

"Tsk."

Three Wonders Fairy pursed her lips.

She reached out and poked her naive disciple, saying, "Good disciple, sword cultivators are all unfeeling, wooden blocks."

"When you look for a man in the future, never choose a sword cultivator."

"Understand?"

"Master~"

Jin Ping'er covered her head.

She looked pleadingly at Three Wonders Fairy, but her heart was captivated by the painting.

A sword strike that split the heavens!

Could a sword cultivator truly accomplish such a thing?

The girl's heart was filled with longing.

Before she joined the Joyful Union Sect, she was just an ordinary young lady from a prominent family. Her greatest pleasure was reading poetry and listening to stories from the martial world.

Because of this.

She had a natural fondness for knights-errant and swordsmen, after all, young girls also have their crushes...

At this moment.

Upon seeing the scene of the heavens being split by a sword.

Jin Ping'er's interest was immediately piqued.

Did such sword cultivators truly exist in this world? I wonder what he looks like