Dragon-Riding Ancestor Emerges from Seclusion

"A sword cultivator never retreats, never fears danger!"

"A true sword cultivator cannot be defeated, must not be defeated!"

Xiao Chen blurted it out with hardly a moment's thought.

This was not only the conviction in his heart, but also the conclusion he had drawn from countless facts.

Looking through ancient records, the particularly renowned sword cultivators in history had almost all swept through everything in their path, never suffering defeat!

"Never defeated? Do you think you can remain invincible through all eternity?" the cold voice said.

"I can!"

The cold voice fell silent and spoke no more.

The crimson mist that had been wildly gathering, on the verge of forming the embryonic shape of the fifth character, abruptly stopped growing. Like a stagnant pool, it stood utterly still.

Xiao Chen froze, unable to understand what he had said wrong!

How could such a change occur!

Everything had clearly been going so smoothly before!

Whether it was resonating with the ancient scripture or condensing the embryonic form, it had all gone even more smoothly than he had imagined!

How had everything come to a halt just because he answered one question?

"Lord Yellow, did I say something wrong?" Xiao Chen asked.

"You said nothing wrong. Since ancient times, sword cultivators who reached the absolute pinnacle truly had never been defeated. It was not that no one had lost, but that after losing, no one could ever stand back up again!" Qiongqi said.

Of course, when it said no one could stand back up, it meant returning to their former peak.

For cultivators, what was most important? Conviction!

The Sword Dao differed from other Great Daos. What it sought was to press forward without hesitation!

Once defeated, one's invincible conviction would be damaged!

The more monstrous and powerful a sword cultivator