Which one of them had not attained the Dao through the sword?!
To call themselves the pinnacle of the sword, standing proudly above the world, would not have been excessive.
Yet the sword-light before them still rewrote their understanding of the sword.
Zhao Cheng's current swordsmanship level was already nearing four hundred. Even the simplest sword art, once brought to such a height, could turn decay into wonder.
What was more, his sword art was the supreme sword he had created by gathering the cultivation of his entire life and combining the cultivation wisdom of several civilizations.
The Four Calamities Heaven-Reaching Sword had nine major chapters. Any one chapter taken alone stood at the Red level, while some chapters had already broken their limits.
It could be said that with the complete Four Calamities Heaven-Reaching Sword, anyone who could cultivate it to level ten could immediately raise the Nine Great Pillars into the red domain.
But in reality, if this sword art were presented to the world, not a single person would be able to even get started.
One stroke of the sword became a river of stars, and then the sword-light collided with the darkness crashing down—not a collision on the level of reality, but one taking place beyond material forms, even beyond the spirit.
Boom!
It was as if the entire universe had violently shuddered at that moment. Yet everyone knew that what had shaken was not the universe, but their understanding of the world.
Having cultivated to their level, the barrier between mind and matter had already blurred. "When the universe exists, I exist," and "when I exist, the universe exists" were no longer contradictory concepts. This was also a sign of touching upon higher dimensions.
Even without breaking through, once one's life level reached red, one