An aged voice slowly rang out.
The ancient longsword faintly gleamed with golden light.
The golden light spread bit by bit along its mottled patterns.
It released an incomparably terrifying might.
Feng Xunzi's aged body seemed to straighten at this moment.
He was no longer hunched over.
All that remained was an aura that charged ever forward.
It erupted in an instant.
Rumble!!!
The cultivation of a late-stage supreme powerhouse instantly emerged from within Feng Xunzi.
Moreover, this aura was even more terrifying than that of any supreme powerhouse of the human race.
It surpassed Dao Xuanzi and the other two, surpassed the woman amid the snowflakes, and surpassed Yuan Hu.
It had shockingly reached the peak of the late stage of the supreme powerhouse realm!
It was even more terrifying than the Sea God, the Wood God, and the Earth God!
Feng Xunzi's hair drifted gently in the wind.
A faint smile returned to his face.
"Lord God of Light, please enlighten me."
"This sword should not be unfamiliar to you, Lord God of Light, should it?"
Feng Xunzi lightly brandished the mottled longsword in his hand.
Sword light surged forth.
The surrounding gale swept up, transforming into one terrifying storm after another.
Everything within those storms seemed as though it would be reduced to nothingness.
The God of Light narrowed his eyes slightly and stared fixedly at the mottled longsword in Feng Xunzi's hand. His gaze was unfathomably deep, as though he were recalling something.
"This sword..."
Abruptly, the God of Light's pupils contracted sharply. At last, ripples appeared on his face.
"It is his personal sword!"
The God of Light roared, his voice rolling out like a bomb exploding between Heaven and Earth in an instant.
Rumble!!!
The wings behind the God of Light beat without pause,