"Since that's the case, I shall take a look at the might of the Heavenly Blade."
Jiang Yan gazed at Su Qingxuan, his eyes shining with intense anticipation.
"Elder Jiang, please take a look. This is the Heavenly Blade."
Su Qingxuan didn't delay. His expression turned solemn, and the aura around him grew exceedingly grave.
Plop!
At that moment, he slowly extended his right hand, palm facing upward. As his five fingers parted slightly, an immense, sacred aura gradually emanated from within him, faintly resonating with the laws of the Great Dao between heaven and earth.
Clang!
In an instant, a blade of light appeared in Su Qingxuan's palm—a blade of light so dazzling it seemed to outshine all else.
This light had no physical form, yet it was more dazzling than any divine weapon in the world. It was pure white, white to the extreme, so immaculate it seemed utterly free of impurities, as though it gathered all the radiance between heaven and earth.
It was the bane of darkness. The power it radiated alone laid bare everything in the world; even the tiny specks of dust in the air had nowhere to hide.
"Elder Jiang, please take a look. This is the Heavenly Blade."
Su Qingxuan's voice rang out once more. He continued unhurriedly:
"The Heavenly Blade's might doesn't lie in its power to kill. Rather, within it lies the purest purifying power in this world. It can illuminate all things and wipe away every stain. It is the foundation of our sect's fortune, the treasure that guards it."
"The Heavenly Blade... so this is the Heavenly Blade. What pure, flawless radiance!"
Jiang Yan's gaze sharpened, then settled on the blade of light.
In that instant, he felt his mind drawn to the gleam. Even his thoughts seemed