Jiang Ding spat blood as he retreated. Even the blood river he relied upon for immortality had been evaporated, rapidly shrinking.
"This is!"
"The... Fourth Realm of Sword Dao!"
Jiang Ding raised his head and looked at the Unicorn Demon God Phantom behind the Azure Sky Imperial Son, who was charging toward him in a frenzy, as well as that heavenly blade brimming with madness and blazing heat.
All realms of cold-weapon techniques in the world could be encompassed within Sword Dao!
No matter what names they bore—Blade Mountain Realm, Blade Flow Realm, or all manner of titles born from the customs, cultures, and civilizations of their respective races—they were incomparably complicated.
Yet their core was still a realm of Sword Dao!
Because Sword Dao had traveled too far and too deeply within the Immortal Civilization.
No matter how bizarre or uncanny a blade technique was, its shadow could be found within Sword Dao. The most scientific and precise way to categorize it was to call the blade technique realm by its corresponding Sword Technique Stage.
Now, something shocking had happened.
A member of the Horned Demon Tribe, a barbaric race—yes, human Sword Dao Cultivators had always been this arrogant.
They believed their race's swordsmanship was unmatched beneath the heavens. No matter how powerful other races were or how glorious their civilizations, in terms of Sword Dao, they were surely barbaric races, like uncivilized savages. Their racial discrimination was obvious and utterly undisguised.
And yet, now—
A Deity Transformation Stage powerhouse of the Horned Demon Tribe had actually comprehended the Fourth Realm of Sword Dao, the Immortal Realm!
It was simply a fantasy beyond belief.
Could you even use a sword properly?
Those scale-covered hands of your Horned Demon Tribe were incomparably rough, utterly unsuited to holding a sword. On