The world was vast—so vast that even extraordinary cultivators sometimes parted ways and never saw each other again.
Last year, after parting outside Maple Forest Territory, Xiang Qian had declared that he would walk the Invincible Path once more.
And the first leg of his journey was—"West to Qin, to settle matters at Kunlun."
Jiang Wang had seen it with his own eyes: once Xiang Qian deployed his sword formation, even the word "terrifying" failed to describe it. With his Soaring Dragon Realm cultivation, he could strike across the Four Symbols with his sword and interfere with Outer Tower cultivators. It was a killing move of astonishing power.
Within the Soaring Dragon Realm, Jiang Wang truly couldn't find Xiang Qian an opponent.
The way of the Flying Sword was unyielding and razor-sharp. One's life and cultivation were bound to a single sword, making its killing power peerless.
Among the glorious shadows cast by the Flying Sword Era, the Only-Me Sword Dao was likewise counted among the Three Peaks of Flying Sword, a top-tier sword art.
Xiang Qian, who had inherited this path, possessed the bearing of an unrivaled opponent among his peers, even without using a sword formation. With nothing but Dragon Light Shooting the Dipper, he could fight anytime, anywhere.
But then again...
Even Xiang Fengqi, unrivaled in True Insight, had died and vanished from the Dao.
Who could say how far Xiang Qian would go in the Soaring Dragon Realm?
As his friend, Jiang Wang had encouraged Xiang Qian to pull himself together. But he couldn't truly be sure whether urging Xiang Qian to strive and rouse his spirits would be good or bad for his future.
All he could say was that they walked the Great Dao together, each doing what lay within his heart.
With Yue