Xuan Tian?

Astonishment!

Uncontainable astonishment welled up in Gu Xingyun's heart, growing wild like weeds!

This astonishment even surpassed the intense sense of danger brought by the Spirit Cloud Dao Sword.

As Spirit Cloud Realm's choice for self-rescue at the final hour, the last Child of the World of the extraordinary age, his innate talent had reached the very pinnacle of the Spirit Cloud Realm.

After undergoing the incomplete transformation ritual, his cultivation talent had even transcended this world's limits!

Yet today, at this very moment!

The cultivation talent that countless cultivators had once coveted, and that he himself had taken such pride in, was shattered by this single sword strike.

One exchange!

Just one brief exchange!

This freak who had appeared from nowhere had not only learned the swordsmanship of the sword-path avatar, but even improved upon it!

This sword...

This Spirit Cloud Dao Sword, which fused the inheritances of every sword cultivator in the Spirit Cloud Realm from ancient times to the present, making heaven and earth resonate with it...

How could this be possible?!

How could such a monster exist in this world?!

Surging jealousy nearly filled his entire heart!

He did not believe it!

Nor was he willing to believe that such a monster could exist in this world.

But the next instant, the pain flooding through his body jolted Gu Xingyun awake.

He had no choice but to suppress his turbulent emotions and begin considering how he should deal with this sword.

Before the Dao Sword had even fallen, its vast sword pressure had descended first, like ten million blades of sword-light falling together and slicing across Gu Xingyun's skin, which was harder than divine iron, producing a dense chorus of ding ding sounds.

Gradually, aside from the ever-spreading cracks, tiny wounds began to appear across his