"One of the Twelve Swords of Yellow Springs—Azure Heavens, Yellow Springs? To force Yun Xuan to use Azure Heavens, Yellow Springs, this man does have some skill."
"Indeed. To die beneath Azure Heavens, Yellow Springs, he has every reason to be proud."
"Azure Heavens, Yellow Springs—one sword sends you to the Yellow Springs. Tsk, tsk, tsk. There won't even be a chance for reincarnation."
"Yun Xuan has grown stronger again. Even watching from this far away, I can feel that incomparably dense, suffocating pressure from it."
"Fellow Daoist is right. Yun Xuan has become stronger again. He seems to have no end; with his cultivation, he is probably not far from the seventh layer of Golden Immortal, is he?"
"Yun Xuan could have entered the seventh layer of Golden Immortal a thousand years ago, but he has been suppressing his cultivation to temper his foundation."
Upon seeing the earth-yellow Sword Qi River, the spectators in the distance immediately became excited.
Azure Heavens, Yellow Springs—one sword sends one to the Yellow Springs, with no Transcendence for eternity.
This sword cut cultivation, cut lifespan, cut fleshly bodies, and cut Primordial Spirits.
"What a powerful Sword Dao."
With a flash, Ye Lin steadied himself. Looking at the Sword Qi River before him, his expression turned grave.
He could sense an incomparably dense feeling of suffocation from the Sword Qi River, and even his own body was trembling without cease.
This sword strike had actually made even his mind tremble.
Could a cultivator truly become this powerful?
Although Yun Xuan was at the sixth layer of Golden Immortal, Ye Lin knew that even now, Yun Xuan had yet to use his full strength.
"Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Sword Art—let all myriad heavenly thunder descend upon me."
Ye Lin abruptly leaped into the air, and