Mud Swamp Demon City.
Dark clouds blanketed the sky, lightning filled the wilderness, and hundreds of thousands of prodigies from the Hundred Domains flickered in and out of sight amid the clouds and thunder. Among them were quite a few subdued Void Refinement cultivators, their military formations' might soaring into the heavens.
Yet they were not warriors.
The true warrior was the dashing swordsman within the Lightning Palace.
They were merely servants attending him, the pride in their hearts utterly lost and thoroughly shattered.
Millions of cultivators had gathered here in Mud Swamp Demon City. Most of them were sword cultivators. They waited quietly, not daring to make a single sound, obedient to the extreme. None displayed the madness and bloodlust commonly found in sword cultivators; every one of them stood in perfect order.
"Very boring."
"Before an Inheritance Sword Cultivator, a Void Refinement Early Stage cultivator truly cannot stir any interest, even if he has secretly concealed his strength and is connected to the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan."
Guang Lei Heavenly Monarch was wholly uninterested.
His sword heart could not produce the slightest ripple for an opponent like this. It was a completely meaningless battle.
"Little Guang Lei, I and our allies from the Artifact Sect are searching."
"We have already found several suspected pairs."
The plump old man said, "The Great Yin Yang Sword Realm worships a simple cultivation style in its customs. They dislike pomp and circumstance, emphasizing one person and one sword... although their cultivation is hardly simple. The Natural Treasures they consume every day come in enormous quantities, extravagantly luxurious."
"Still, this has made it more difficult for us to pinpoint their movements."
"If they share your thoughts, the same dry dullness, then..."
He suddenly thought of something.
At that instant, Guang Lei Heavenly