And yet.
None of the demons saw even a trace of panic on the face of the white-robed youth floating above the summit, wreathed in a divine halo.
Amid demonic qi that soared into the sky.
Beneath demonic lightning that filled the heavens.
The youth remained serene.
His white robes were like snow.
He resembled a young immortal.
Untouched by mortal dust.
The demons were stunned. Even now, this white-robed youth could remain so composed!
Did he truly not fear death?
"Death is at your doorstep, yet you still put on this mysterious act. Humans truly are nothing but ants!" Yuan Batian murmured with a sneer.
Once the Thunder Ape True Form emerged, nothing could withstand it, nothing could remain unbroken.
He refused to believe this human youth still had a way to resist!
Yet what happened next petrified everyone present.
Purple mist surged, and the spirit blade in Xiao Chen's hand instantly transformed into a black ancient sword. With the sword in hand, divine radiance shone in Xiao Chen's eyes, and his aura changed at once. Like a Nether Ancient Behemoth opening its eyes after lying dormant for endless ages, his peerless edge burst forth in an instant.
"A sword... cultivator. His sword... is even more terrifying than his blade!"
"What astonishing sharpness!"
The demons were astounded. Ever since Xiao Chen had stormed Demon Ape Mountain, they had assumed he was a blade cultivator. They had never expected him to cultivate both blade and sword. Judging by his aura, his sword intent far surpassed his blade soul.
The demons were shocked, unable to believe such a monster could exist in this world!
To cultivate the Blade Dao to near perfection at such a young age was already extraordinary.
Yet that was not even his greatest strength.
His greatest strength