Above the outskirts of the Royal Capital.
As that sword was pulled free by a sliver.
Its ringing resounded clear and stirring, like a dragon's roar across the nine heavens, like heavenly thunder exploding.
The sound rang through all four quarters, seeming at times to come from above the nine heavens, at times from the depths of the nine hells, and at times from every direction at once, making heaven and earth resonate together.
That sword cry instantly shook the minds of the city's experts, sending their Spirit Souls into turmoil and blurring their consciousness into a muddle.
The next moment.
Clang—
The long sword left its sheath, its cry becoming even more sonorous, like dragons and phoenixes singing in unison, shaking all four quarters.
Then sword light flashed forth—a white rainbow that pierced heaven and earth, illuminating the entire Royal Capital and even eclipsing the radiance of the Great Sun overhead.
Under the reflection of that white rainbow, all things between heaven and earth instantly turned deathly pale, stripped of all color.
At that moment, the sheath gripped in his hand crumbled inch by inch.
As though it had weathered away for tens of millions of years, it could no longer endure at this instant.
Seeing this, Jiang Ning's pupils contracted slightly.
The instant he saw the sword drawn, its wielder had not swung it, yet the blade itself had erupted with an incomparably powerful streak of sword light.
Clearly, this strike had not come from the white-robed Sword Immortal. It had been a strike sealed within the blade and its sheath.
The white-robed Sword Immortal's words suddenly surfaced in his mind.
The Sword of the Immortal... he murmured inwardly.
The heaven and earth before his eyes had now been filled by that sword light spanning heaven and earth.