[Brothers, the author is working hard on writing. Come back tomorrow. This is a discarded draft, and time is tight, so I'm posting the chapter first. Sorry. It should be finished sometime after one or two in the morning. Brothers, come back tomorrow.]
Using the Mystical Dao to transform into the Sword Dao—when the sword rose, true mystery could be seen; when the sword fell, the Great Dao could be comprehended. Entering the Dao through the sword, this was the Xuantian Nine Swords. Back then, the Xuantian Patriarch had relied on his swordsmanship and Daoist arts to establish the vast Xuantian Dao Sect.
To the Xuantian Dao Sect, neither of these two supreme arts could be lacking. Thus, within the Xuantian Dao Sect, the Sword Dao was also an exceptionally flourishing branch.
On Xuanxin Peak, there was a courtyard at the summit, with the words "Luoyue Pavilion" hanging high above it. In terms of location alone, this courtyard was comparable to the peak's main hall. In terms of scenery and grandeur, it even surpassed the main hall.
Luoyue Pavilion had been built with exquisite beauty, like a paradise beyond the mortal world. Amid the mountains and waters, within the white clouds, mist lingered in the air. The soft sound of flowing water refreshed the spirit, while distant peaks towered into the clouds, offering an unobstructed view of the mountain scenery.
"Unparalleled, everything has been put away!"
Several disciples went back and forth several times, placing numerous items inside a room. Then they turned and cupped their hands toward Unparalleled, who was seated cross-legged upon the surface of the pool in the courtyard.
"Go."
After everyone left, a long while passed. Unparalleled slapped the water with both hands and instantly rose like a dragonfly skimming the surface. With another step, he