Jiang Lin's understanding of Sword Cultivators of the Ascension Realm was still rather vague.
Although one of his fathers-in-law, Lin Batian, was the Number One Sword Cultivator in the world and an existence of the Ascension Realm, Jiang Lin had never seen him draw his sword.
And let alone seeing him draw his sword—in Jiang Lin's impression, this Father-in-Law even seemed to possess a bit of a goofball quality.
But now, the instant the Cold Snow Sect Leader drew her sword and the night transformed into day, Jiang Lin knew that he had to cultivate properly.
Otherwise, when he went to the Sword Sect to ask for their daughter's hand, he might truly be unable to withstand even a single sword strike from them.
The Cold Snow Sect Leader, Luo Lian Shuang, dragged the Black Soul Hall Master into her sword realm. Likewise, Senior Sword Spirit Si Kong Ya entered as well.
A Sword Cultivator's sword realm was equivalent to a Small World. When cultivators of the Ascension Realm fought with all their might, turning everything within a hundred li into a wasteland would be the least of it. If they truly fought without restraint, even a thousand li might become barren earth.
After Luo Lian Shuang, Senior Sword Spirit, and that skeleton vanished, the array above the Cold Snow Sect suddenly activated.
The Illusory Snow Sect had ten forbidden grounds in total, each managed by one of its ten Direct Disciples.
At the same time, Xiao Xueli and the others all sensed something. They took out the keys to the ten forbidden grounds and activated them with sword qi. The ten directions of the Cold Snow Sect all began to tremble. Ten beams of light arced across the daylight like meteors before finally converging at a single point overhead!