Ten Thousand Towers of the Mortal World, Undying Golden Body

That yellowed sword became an anomaly in the snow-white world. Like its master, it stood utterly out of place, startling the entire Heavenly Palace. In an instant, the Divine Senses of the powerful swept out like a deluge. Ever since the Great Jin Emperor had barged into the Heavenly Palace, the court's mighty figures had never seen anyone so audacious.

That streak of Sword Qi slowly headed toward the Immortal Suppression Bureau, stirring up the wind and snow and setting every powerful figure in the city on edge.

What followed was Sword Qi around the entire Heavenly Palace sweeping up the snowstorm, transforming into three-foot blades—hundreds, then thousands!

The Sword Qi condensed around the Swordsman, and the blades slowly rising into the sky multiplied along with the killing intent that made the wind and snow boil. They seemed poised to drown the entire Heavenly Palace.

In mere moments, the winds surged and clouds roiled. A colossal hand could vaguely be seen where the drifting clouds gathered, its five fingers piercing the cloud layer as it carried world-toppling force. At that same moment, everyone in the entire imperial dynasty felt their breath catch. Beneath that peerless palm, it was as though the whole dynasty was merely a world held in its owner's hand!

The Heavenly Palace was sacred ground of the human race. In these times, how could it permit a great Swordsman to behave so outrageously here?

Yet as that great hand descended, the Swordsman who was about to be trapped beneath its five fingers still had his eyes closed. He merely frowned slightly. The wooden sword beside him swayed faintly at the sensed danger, utterly unafraid. That Sword Qi amid the wind and snow remained unchanged, advancing ever onward just like his killing intent!

"Madman!"

Inside the Immortal