At the border between Great Zhou and the Southern Wilderness, towns were chaotic but prosperous, thanks to trade in savage beast materials and the constant stream of martial artists heading south in pursuit of their dreams. Yet at that very moment, whether out on the street or at home, everyone felt a bone-deep chill. It wasn't the kind that froze the blood, but a shuddering terror, as though a sharp sword hung overhead, ready to fall at any moment and make their hair stand on end.
What was happening? Was an Outer Scenery Expert fighting nearby, or had some mighty savage beast passed through? Liu Gu, a youth who had been watching Chuiyizi's talk show with relish, shivered and instinctively stood up. He walked to the window and looked outside.
"What's that?" Liu Gu took one look and blurted out in shock.
Not far away, beyond the town, a dazzling mountain peak had appeared from nowhere. It soared straight into the clouds, its summit lost from sight.
No! It wasn't a mountain peak, but a cold, austere ancient sword—a colossal blade that pierced heaven and earth!
Gazing at its crisscrossing sword aura, at a sword like the Sky-Supporting Divine Mountain, and at the inscription he couldn't read but somehow knew said "Slaying Immortal," Liu Gu was deeply shaken. What he saw was even more astonishing than anything in his dreams.
This was his first time standing face-to-face with a Legendary Realm expert, someone beyond the Heavenly Immortal level. In his heart, a seed of longing took root.
In Southern Province, the senses of the three Luo Sect Divine Envoys suddenly contracted. It was as though the sword formation had dragged them straight down from infinite heights, and they could no longer experience the lofty reach that extended everywhere in the