Yun Xinyue's Thoughts!

The founders of the two great sword sects had arrived!

Patriarch Heavenly Sword wore a grayish-white sword robe, his feet treading upon a hundred thousand sword auras.

The Sword Qi around him had already fused with space itself, carrying an ineffable sense of returning to nothingness, where you were within me and I was within you.

Compared with Patriarch Heavenly Sword's supreme and peerless aura, Patriarch Spirit Sword was no less imposing.

He wore a black Daoist robe, every thread of which revealed sharp Sword Qi.

As his eyes opened and closed, streaks of pale golden sword aura flashed before him, displaying both agility and dominance.

Under their boundless auras, everyone from both sects revealed reverence.

Who would have thought that these legendary figures of their sects, supreme experts they could only admire from portraits in their sect halls, would appear alive before their very eyes?

Gu Fengyang and Lei Tianli immediately led their disciples in kneeling and saluting.

"Greetings, Patriarchs!"

Patriarch Heavenly Sword and Patriarch Spirit Sword gave slight nods.

Patriarch Heavenly Sword said,

"I will handle this third round. No one should dream of profiting from our Heavenly Sword Sect by sheer luck!"

Patriarch Spirit Sword narrowed his eyes slightly at those words, a trace of hostility appearing in his expression.

"My Spirit Sword Sect has stood for two million eight hundred thousand years. We have never fallen behind others, and this wager shall be no exception!"

The two patriarchs had long secluded themselves within the sect's secret chambers, cultivating in retreat, and ordinarily would not reveal themselves so easily.

Today, they had both heard their disciples discussing the conflict between the two sects. Thinking that the matter might not be resolved easily, they had set out and rushed over.

Sure enough, it was just as they had