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Boom!

A deafening crash rang out. The disciple at the Qi Refining Seventh Layer grunted as a domineering surge of thunder intent shattered his protective Spiritual Qi. His blood churned, and he could not stop himself from coughing up a mouthful of blood.

"First Wood Divine Thunder..."

The disciple at the Qi Refining Seventh Layer murmured, disbelief filling his eyes.

How could this be?!

That was First Wood Divine Thunder, the sovereign of wood!

How had Junior Martial Uncle Chen mastered it so quickly?!

Could Junior Martial Uncle Chen be a sword immortal from the heavens, reincarnated???

In an instant, First Wood Divine Thunder filled the mind of this young man from the Ancient Immortal Realm. He was so shaken that he felt as though his entire worldview had been turned upside down.

"It's only begun to take shape. I'm still far from condensing true divine thunder."

Chen Zhuo lowered his sword and stood still. "Martial nephew, thank you for the match."

Though he looked calm and unruffled, inwardly Chen Zhuo was wearing the crooked grin of a dragon king.

Ah, Ancient Cultivators.

Rack your brains all you like. You'd never believe I had a Nascent Soul True Lord skilled in swordsmanship working out cultivation techniques for me, would you?

And that Nascent Soul True Lord had spent thousands of years in a Spell Repository containing millions of cultivation techniques. He was even more learned!

Chen Zhuo was now certain that, with the Azure Sun Thunder-Controlling Sword Scripture alone, he had few rivals among Qi Refinement cultivators in the Ancient Immortal Realm.

The cultivator at the Qi Refining Seventh Layer sighed deeply, then rose and cupped his fists toward Chen Zhuo. "Junior Martial Uncle Chen's swordsmanship is beyond the reckoning of gods and ghosts. This martial nephew admits defeat."

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