Person in the Painting

The four Precious Swords entered the phantom, each blossoming with radiance. Sword Qi soared into the heavens, and the entire grand formation activated along with them.

The stars of the heavens shifted. A colossal pillar of light descended, enveloping all of Grinding Sword Peak.

Within that pillar of light, Qingping Dao Palace seemed to come alive. The formerly tranquil palace was like a sword drawn from its sheath.

The tightly shut palace doors slowly opened, only a narrow crack appearing at first.

The Daoist-robed elder nearest the doors swept forward in a single step. At the same time, he flicked his whisk, sending thousands of silver threads flooding across the sky as they struck at the other three.

Every silver thread was like a sharp sword. As the threads intertwined, they seemed to form a grand formation that completely sealed off this stretch of space.

This was the Demon Sealing Sword Dao!

Although Gu Yuanqing had never exchanged blows with him, he could now be considered a Great Cultivator of the Sword Dao. With a single glance, he saw the profundity within it.

From this one move alone, it was clear how extraordinary Daoist Qingxu was in the Demon Subduing Sword Dao.

Chi Jinyu, the white-robed young master, chuckled. "Brother Qingxu, why are you in such a hurry?"

He flicked his folding fan, stirring up a fierce gale. That wind was formed from countless strands of Sword Qi. Wherever the Sword Qi passed, it left behind traces of the tiniest particles in space being sliced apart and pulverized.

This was Demon Purging Sword Qi—sharp beyond measure, invincible against all that stood before it.

The seal formed by the silver threads of the whisk was immediately torn open with a gap.

Chi Jinyu promptly leaped forward.

The Heavenly Demon Sword Master