Who was this young prodigy?
The few people hiding within the Heavenly Dao and the Spatial Fragment Flow found it hard to believe, as they watched the little swordsman erupt in hysterics, that this was the "talent" nurtured by the Burial Sword Tomb.
If his master saw this scene, wouldn't he clean house on the spot?
Just how long had he been suppressing himself? "Hahahaha..."
Amid that deranged laughter, Gu Qing'er felt that he now possessed an air of looking down upon the world, because within "the world here," he had "no equal."
Riding the wind, he slowly rose into the air, savoring this one-man carnival.
At this moment, he felt as though a Sword God had possessed him. His state of mind perfectly matched the "One Sword Comes East, One Sword Immortal" he had long yearned for.
All of a sudden, golden sword intent bloomed from Gu Qing'er's body.
As that golden sword intent spilled outward, the Great Dao of heaven and earth around him gradually revealed tangible forms.
"What???"
The hidden observers were all stunned by the sight.
This was clearly the sign of a breakthrough! Among them, the scruffy uncle was the most shocked.
He had seen much and experienced much, having witnessed countless ancient swordsmen struggle through hardship upon the path of swordsmanship. Yet he had never seen such an outrageous way of breaking through.
But that one-of-a-kind golden sword intent proclaimed beyond doubt that the little swordsman on Solitary Sound Cliff, erupting after long suppression, had truly touched the power beyond the threshold that restricted all sword techniques—the power of realm!
"You've got to be kidding me?
"Is this how the Burial Sword Tomb cultivates its talents?"
The uncle could scarcely believe his eyes.
Separated by a spatial barrier, that golden sword intent had already