"Legend has it that the white-robed swordsman used the Divine Mountain as a scabbard to nurture an Unrivaled divine sword. When that divine sword was drawn once more, it would be the day the white-robed swordsman returned to the world."
"And now, the divine sword has emerged. That white-robed swordsman..."
At that moment, everyone turned their eyes toward the streak of white high in the sky.
The white-robed swordsman, the divine sword drawn from its sheath.
It all matched. Every last piece fit.
So the white-robed swordsman from ten thousand years ago had been Jian Unrivaled.
At this moment, everyone could not help but marvel. A heaven's chosen was truly a heaven's chosen—Jian Unrivaled had already been invincible within the Hundred Cities Alliance ten thousand years ago.
"Fellow Daoist, draw your sword."
Jian Unrivaled spread open his right hand, and the sword behind him that blotted out the sky and covered the earth instantly shrank before landing in his grasp.
It was a sword woven from gold, white, and black. Its appearance was bizarre beyond measure, while terrifying Sword Qi surged and spat from its blade.
Seeing this, Ye Lin felt a trace of pressure as well.
"Good."
Ye Lin laughed heartily. The stronger Jian Unrivaled was, the happier he became.
He slowly removed the white cloth from his back.
The sword in Jian Unrivaled's hand was a supreme artifact. Only the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor could contend against it.
When a supreme artifact encountered a lower-grade weapon, it would exert absolute suppression. Take a supreme artifact and an immortal artifact, for instance: if the two clashed, the supreme artifact would suppress the immortal artifact's spirit in every respect.
The two simply could not fight on equal footing.
And in Ye Lin's possession, only the Blooddrinking Sword of