"Watch this sword carefully."
Rumble... boom.
Thunder exploded across the sky, gradually converging into a thunder sword tens of millions of zhang long, wreathed in violet lightning.
"This thunder was created after I studied the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder. When unleashed with my cultivation, it can rival the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder itself."
"Steal the power of heaven and earth with one's own body—slash."
In the sky, Liu Yingshu pointed her sword fingers at heaven and earth. As the sword fingers of her right hand descended—
Thunder roared one after another, and terrifying Dao rhythms spread outward in every direction. The sheer terror of those Dao rhythms made Ye Lin almost unable to keep his eyes open.
The power of heaven and earth and the power of the Sword Dao laws contained within them forced Ye Lin's body to retreat again and again.
Even though it was merely an illusion, even though it held not the slightest destructive power, the Sword Dao intent contained within left Ye Lin utterly unable to resist.
Ye Lin only felt his vision turn white. With a thunderous blast, distant star systems were reduced to ruins.
Meanwhile, Liu Yingshu simply stood calmly in midair.
"This is the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Sword Art, the sword art I created. Cultivating it will be enough to let you step into the realm of the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal."
Liu Yingshu's voice rang out, carrying a faint note of pride.
To create, through her own strength alone, a sword art capable of reaching the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm—and one that had attained the supreme-grade level—was an achievement more than sufficient to make her proud.
Ye Lin, meanwhile, sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, carefully comprehending the Sword Dao rhythms drifting through heaven and earth.