"During the True Martial Sword Champion Assembly, Xu Taiping could only store swords within those watching the swords. Yet now, he could already store swords among the Qingxuan Peaks, just like Lü Daoxuan."
"His swordsmanship."
"To think it has improved so tremendously in just a few decades!"
Watching the sword shadow behind Xu Taiping, as immense as a towering mountain, Yun Shiliu stood stunned for a moment before speaking with deep feeling.
Beside her, Feng Tianxing said, his eyes blazing:
"Who would have thought that True Martial Heaven, sealed for hundreds of thousands of years, would nurture such a sharp sword for the Shangqing Realm!"
And while the two were speaking.
Su Lian, in the scene they were watching, suddenly shouted fiercely, her voice full of defiance:
"Never mind mere sword shadows condensed from mountain and river spiritual qi-even if you brought out an Immortal Sword ranked among the top ten on the Spirit Bone Stele, I, Su Lian, would crush it for you all the same!"
As she spoke.
Fine spatial rifts suddenly appeared all around her.
Then, amid a series of deafening cracks, most of the seventy or eighty sword shadows around Xu Taiping that were resisting the power of thunder abruptly shattered.
For a moment, the space around Xu Taiping.
Was compressed to a mere few yards.
"Clang!..."
But just then, accompanied by a deafening sword cry.
A mountainlike sword shadow behind Xu Taiping suddenly pressed its sword edge downward, flying straight past his side like an enormous Immortal Boat.
"Bang!-"
Amid the tremendous crash, the combined strike of eight divine manifestations was forcibly blocked by that mountainlike sword shadow.
At the same time, where the two forces collided.
Enormous golden seal-script characters appeared one after another.
On closer inspection, every one of those enormous golden seal-script