At this moment, sunlight spilled across the bustling, vibrant streets, making every stone slab gleam brilliantly.
Amid the endless stream of people, Bai Ze walked forward at a leisurely yet resolute pace.
His tranquil gaze swept over his surroundings, as though he could see through every secret hidden beneath the surface.
This world was suffused with an incomparably dense aura—the Sword Law!
At the same time, that powerful Law Power filled Bai Ze's entire body, nourishing his soul and flesh.
Meanwhile, Bai Ze also skillfully drew upon the unique domains of the sword dao emitted by the other sword cultivators around him.
Though these people all belonged to the lineage of sword cultivators, each person's comprehension of the sword dao was worlds apart.
For example, when it came to Sword Momentum, some excelled in the fierce, peerless momentum of heavy swords, their swings like Mount Tai crushing an egg.
Others specialized in the swift sword momentum that came as fast as the wind, their sword light flashing like lightning cutting through the night sky.
Still others had cultivated the sharp and ruthless momentum of killing swords, capable of taking an enemy's head with a single thrust...
Yet no matter how vastly different their sword dao styles were, they were all precious treasures to Bai Ze.
He was like a master painter, carefully selecting every color and line to paint a scroll of his own.
He observed with care, pondered earnestly, and slowly incorporated others' exquisite understanding of the sword dao into his own Sword Dao Fruit.
As time passed, Bai Ze's Sword Dao Fruit became increasingly rounded and full, gradually nearing a flawless state of perfection.
Throughout this process, he continuously broke through himself and surpassed his limits, comprehending his Sword Dao Fruit to the Perfection Realm.
Time flowed on,