Heaven-Splitting Sword Sect's Sword

Throughout the Immortal Realm, countless Extraterrestrial Demons had been exposed. Even in a barren place like the Eastern Continent, innumerable Extraterrestrial Demons had surged forth.

Eastern Continent, Heaven-Splitting Sword Sect!

Dense masses of black creatures circled through the sky. Their hideous bodies resembled octopuses, countless black tentacles writhing about them. Just one glance was enough to make one feel nauseous.

Chen Xin stared gravely at the heavens. Among them were several Extraterrestrial Demons whose presence even filled him with fear.

"Who would have thought that the great calamity of centuries ago would appear again today!"

Qi Buhui stood beside Chen Xin, his aged face solemn as he spoke in a deep voice.

The furrow between Chen Xin's brows eased slightly when Qi Buhui emerged.

"A calamity is still a calamity, but the Heaven-Splitting Sword Sect of today may not be weaker than it was centuries ago!"

As though he had thought of a certain figure in white, a smile appeared on Chen Xin's lips.

Qi Buhui also burst into laughter, patting Chen Xin on the shoulder as he slowly said, "You're right. With Yang Chen here, our Heaven-Splitting Sword Sect has already reached its pinnacle—perhaps even surpassed all ages past and present! Though you and I were born into these turbulent times, this old man has no regrets!"

Elder Qi took a step forward.

"I finally understand why Master gave me such a name back then. It was so that I would have no regrets!"

"I am Qi Buhui, and I shall live my life without regret!"

Elder Qi laughed loudly. The sharp sword in his hand seemed to transform into raging flames, fiery birds spreading their wings and soaring through the air.

"Today, this old man enters the Immortal Venerable Realm!"

The sharp sword pierced the clouds. A massive