The Sword Immortal of the Mortal World, Forged Through Maxed-Out Proficiency

He was far more interested in the Qin Family's Cultivation Resources.

Rather than being driven solely by hatred.

Or by a desire to eliminate trouble.

Now that the tables had turned, there was no need to tell him anything more. So he attacked outright.

The strength of his Body Cultivator was so overwhelming that it left the man staring at despair.

A colossal hand appeared in the void, blotting out the sky.

Its surface was densely covered in rune patterns.

It looked astonishingly lifelike, like the hand of a celestial being. This was a powerful ability unique to Human Immortal Body Cultivators: creating things from the void.

It was also a means of attack, one that left no room for defense. Not because it was impossible to guard against, but because no one was strong enough to withstand it.

A mighty force descended from the void, crushing everything beneath it.

Powerful Sword Qi surged from the Qin Family elder's body.

He was a peerless Sword Cultivator, and his strength had reached a terrifying level.

He was in the Eighth Realm. Among the countless powerful figures of his era, only a handful had ever reached this level.

There were no lucky ones who made it to this realm. Every one of them had weathered a thousand trials and endured years of grueling cultivation to reach their present heights.

They inspired awe and fear.

His aura kept climbing. He was using a Secret Technique of his bloodline, and he knew that if he didn't fight for his life now, he might not even get the chance later.

An Eighth Realm Sword Cultivator going all out—such power could change the very colors of heaven and earth.

His golden Spiritual Energy radiated such overwhelming pressure that even from afar, everyone could feel it.

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