The joy in Li Haoran's eyes faded as he said:
"Master, Senior Brothers, Sect Master, I'll be leaving first. I'll come back in a few days to congratulate Junior Brother Qin."
He bowed slightly in salute, then rode his sword away. Silver light, mixed with a faint, almost imperceptible trace of green, vanished into the distance like lightning.
Ji An gauged the speed of the escaping light and said:
"Judging by the swiftness of that escape light, True Monarch Haoran's understanding of sword intent has improved again.
"Haha, I suppose he has long been impatient to leave the sect and travel abroad."
When sword intent merged into Sword Escape, it allowed for longer flights and also meant he could fight at a lower "cost."
When Sword Cultivators could unleash storm-like attacks for longer periods, their opponents were in danger.
He looked at everyone and said:
"I'll be leaving as well. Goodbye. Let me know once Junior Brother Qin has stabilized his cultivation and begun constructing his Nascent Soul Manifestation."
His body transformed into a rainbow, and he flew away like a long arc of light.
Lin Jiuxiao spoke with profound emotion. "True Lords can cross several miles in an instant. No wonder they say Golden Core cultivators simply cannot escape the pursuit of Nascent Soul True Lords."
He understood that the incomparably swift speed he had witnessed was not even the True Lords' top speed.
Lin Qiubai let out a helpless breath. "The suppression of a major realm gap leaves Low-level Cultivators completely unable to resist. Golden Core cultivators should not even dream of confronting Nascent Soul True Lords head-on. They should thank heaven and earth if they have any means of hiding."
When he sparred with Li Haoran in private, he had been utterly outmatched, suppressed with ease even