"So handsome!"
Xu Xiaoshou looked up from the underground crater and could not help but sigh.
At last, he somewhat understood why everyone was flocking to this ferocious sword.
This "Yousi Sword" was simply far too powerful!
Any Grandmaster who held it could unleash such a level of strength.
If he got his hands on it, would he not be able to slay a Throne with one hand? No, I have to wait!
Still have to wait!
Though his heart was itching to make a move.
Xu Xiaoshou understood that He Yuxing was merely a sacrificial pawn forcibly pushed forward by Storyteller.
The brilliance this fellow could display right now was likely the pinnacle of his life.
Though he still did not understand Storyteller's plan, judging by the habits of the Saint Slave...
They could assault Tiansang Spirit Palace twice and then seize it using the famous sword "Snowfall over Tomb City." Would they let this ferocious sword slip away?
"I'll do it!"
Above Sword-Severing Prairie.
Amid the dead silence, a figure suddenly shot into the air.
Xu Xiaoshou narrowed his eyes for a closer look.
A defeated opponent—Gu Qing'san.
"This guy..."
He Yuxing likewise turned at the sound, directing his gaze at this unarmed young man.
Yet Gu Qing'san did not look at him first. Instead, he turned toward where the Red Robes were gathered.
"Senior Red Robes, I am a genuine trial participant. If I win the 'Yousi Sword,' will you protect me out of White Cavern according to your promise?"
Lan Ling said, "Not win it. Earn its recognition."
"Fine, recognition."
Gu Qing'san smiled. "Don't worry. If it is only recognition, I can still manage it. I only hope that when I earn the recognition of the 'Yousi Sword,' you will not break your word again."
Lan