The Sky-Gazing Hound rolled his eyes. Not to mention Xu Chunniang, even he could not slice Creation Mountain flat with a single sword strike!
Creation Mountain had appeared in the Spirit Realm long ago.
No one knew where it had truly come from.
The mountain's restrictive arts were profoundly mysterious. Even he, a Mahayana Stage cultivator, could not make heads or tails of them.
These so-called restrictive arts were very likely the legendary immortal arts!
"Truly a newborn calf that fears no tiger. Do you know what these restrictive arts in the mountain are? They are no simple restrictive laws—they may even be from the Immortal Realm...!"
At this point, the Sky-Gazing Hound suddenly stopped, a strange feeling rising within him.
If these restrictive arts truly were immortal arts, then how had that sword strike just now broken through the limitations of the laws?
Xu Chunniang's heart stirred. "You said these restrictive arts in the mountain are something from the Immortal Realm?"
"Nothing."
The Sky-Gazing Hound shook his head. What he had comprehended were the Fire Law and the Law of Devouring.
His understanding of restrictive laws was not particularly deep.
He must have been mistaken about the immortal arts. Otherwise, how could that sword strike have summoned wind?
Seeing that he was being evasive, Xu Chunniang did not dwell on it.
If she comprehended the Heavenly Sword to its deepest mysteries, perhaps she truly could transform ten thousand laws with a single strike and level Creation Mountain.
But correspondingly, the soul power consumed by that strike would certainly not be little.
With her current strength, she simply could not use that strike. Even if she forced herself to wield it, excessive depletion of soul power would damage her divine soul.
At the same time, atop Creation Mountain.
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