Stunned.
Wang Jixuan sat atop a white cloud, staring blankly down at the Greatsword lying across his knees.
At the hilt, Xiao Sang's phantom sat with her arms crossed, fuming. Nine Spirits Sword Venerable had simply yanked her out without her permission, and Xiao Sang was furious.
Compared to Xiao Sang losing her body and home;
Wang Jixuan seemed to have lost even more...
It felt as though something had just been stripped away from him.
His Way of the Sword—from his insights when he began practicing the Sword Control Technique in Wangxian Valley to his understanding of the Way of the Sword during his sixteen-thousand-year slumber—had all been crushed, shattered, and reduced to ashes in an instant.
Yet his Dao foundation had instead become purer, and his primordial spirit seemed on the verge of transformation.
How had this been done?
This new teacher was far too domineering!
Moreover, the Moonlight Sword was an immortal treasure that Senior Bai Gu, the Moon God Palace Master, had gifted him. It had been on the verge of developing sentience, yet his new teacher had directly shattered it. That seemed to be telling him that he would have to leave the Moon God Palace's sphere of influence from now on...
All this left Daoist Wang deeply emotional.
However, there was one thing he could be certain of.
He was safe!
The white cloud he sat upon was still above the East Sea, roughly a hundred thousand kilometers from the Fusang Divine Wood.
Nine Spirits Sword Venerable, Sword Nine, was currently seated on a cloud above, chatting happily with Luo Tianjin of the Spear God Palace. It even looked as though they were planning to go have a drink.
The other Spear God Palace experts waited in the distance. That Silver Dragon had transformed