What could a Golden Immortal do?
What could the chasm between life and death do?
An inexplicable surge of boldness rose in Wang Jixuan's heart.
The Moonlight Sword in his hand let out a clear sword cry. Azure Reed Sword Intent already swirled around him, and he had drawn upon a trace of the spiritual power from the divine tree below. That spiritual power continuously flowed into Wang Jixuan's longsword.
Daoist Wang's confidence grew by a few more points!
Why confront a Golden Immortal head-on?
There were actually several calculations behind this. For instance, he had to stall for time so that his true body's primordial spirit could, with the Great Dao of Time and Peony's external aid, comprehend the twenty-sixth layer of Starry Sky Sword Intent as soon as possible and step into the twenty-seventh layer.
Or perhaps he wanted to put on a performance before the Nine Spirits Sword Venerable.
He also wanted to display his potential before organizations hostile to the Dark Cult, such as the Spear God Palace and Thousand Worlds Alliance, making it easier to seek refuge with or cooperate with them later.
He had many thoughts, but as the Moonlight Sword trembled and cried, all those distracting thoughts vanished.
There was only one thing on his mind, only one thing he needed to do.
Challenge him.
Challenge that Dark Cult Golden Immortal below. Let the longsword in his hand unleash every profound sword intent to its heart's content. Let the Great Dao resonate and his Dao heart tremble!
Wang Jixuan's Strange Soul Puppet suddenly resonated with his true body's primordial spirit.
In that instant, the two were almost indistinguishable from one another.
Elder Hou, climbing the Cloud Ladder below, narrowed his eyes slightly. He looked up at the figure gazing down at him from