The towering waves of shock in Yun Qing's and Yun Baojian's hearts refused to settle for a long time.
Forget the two of them never having seen such a thing-even the Heavenly Origin Continent, once the foremost of the Three Thousand Great Worlds, had never witnessed anything so bizarre and heaven-defying throughout its countless ancient ages!
What strange marvel had not been born on Heavenly Origin? But the origin of a heaven's Great Dao descending of its own accord, taking human form to wander freely through the world, and even becoming the sect master of a foremost sword cultivation sect?!
Wasn't that a little too outrageous?
No wonder he reigned supreme over the Sword Dao of the Heavens and could strike down the Azure Lotus Sword Sect's Eight Sects' Sword Leaders with a single slash. Rounded up, he was the very Sword Dao that sword cultivators spent their entire lives desperately pursuing!
No wonder he was especially fond of sword cultivators and swords.
How was that any different from looking at his own children? Every sword cultivator under heaven was an extension of his Great Dao of the sword, an inheritor of his Dao resonance.
The more sword cultivators flourished, the more the Sword Dao prospered, and the more stable he became as the origin of this heaven. Their Great Daos complemented one another, sharing in life and prosperity.
Once he understood this, visible bewilderment appeared on Yun Baojian's cold, stern face. His eyes slowly widened as he stared at Luo Qinglian in disbelief.
The Sword Dao that sword cultivators pursued all their lives had appeared before him in human form, expounded the Dao to him, and personally sparred with him to guide his moves.
Th-this... and I actually took so long to comprehend the sword? Am I a pig?!