One slash cleaved the East Sea-and you call that sleepwalking?!

Terrifying sword intent surged, blotting out the sky and sun.

The disciples' pupils shrank sharply.

At that moment, they could actually see the sword intent around Gu Changqing taking physical form.

The sword intent manifested like an Azure Dragon, spanning the nine heavens with rainbow-soaring momentum.

In mere moments, it gathered into an expanse tens of millions of feet across.

Above Golden Ao Island, the void exploded, laws crumbled, and order collapsed.

Sword intent towered into the heavens, revealing divine might capable of shredding all things.

Even the radiant aura of the Sage's Dao within Biyou Palace resonated with the sword intent emanating from Gu Changqing.

Tongtian's gaze sharpened as he looked outside in disbelief.

"As I thought... it's my disciple Changqing again!"

Understanding dawned on Tongtian.

His divine perception was keen, and he clearly sensed the sword intent in the void surging like the Nine Heavens River.

Even Duobao and the others might not have been able to unleash such overwhelming might.

Gu Changqing had astonished Tongtian once again.

It seemed he had still underestimated this disciple of his.

The sword intent now sweeping across all of Golden Ao Island shook even Tongtian's heart.

"Fall back!"

A disciple shouted.

Everyone snapped out of their daze and immediately retreated at full speed, studying Gu Changqing in bewilderment.

That sword intent was far too sharp. An ordinary Outer Sect disciple might perish from the slightest contact.

Meanwhile, Gu Changqing let out a drunken belch and staggered to his feet.

At some point, the Purple-Green Nine Heavens Sword he had obtained earlier had appeared in his hand.

Then Gu Changqing leaped up, placing himself amid the sword intent filling the sky.

The sight left everyone's eyes nearly popping from their sockets.

"Junior Brother Changqing, come back!"

"That sword intent is too terrifying! None of us can contend with it!"

Everyone paled and shouted urgently.

But immediately afterward, they made a horrifying discovery.

Gu Changqing stood high in the sky, surrounded by boundless sword intent that tore through the universe.

Yet he remained completely unharmed.

And that was not all.

Those streams of sword intent, seemingly unstoppable and gleaming with chilling light, exploded every time they touched Gu Changqing's body.

Gu Changqing swept into motion, drawing the endless sword intent in the void along with him, directing it with his thoughts.

"Hiss... what's going on?"

"That incomparably savage sword intent is actually under Senior Brother Changqing's control?!"

"Could it be... that he condensed all that sword intent himself?"

The Outer Sect disciples sucked in cold breaths and broke into discussion.

Everything had happened far too quickly.

They had not even had time to consider where such terrifying sword intent had come from.

But now, Gu Changqing seemed almost fused with it.

However slow-witted the disciples might have been, they could not help arriving at a suspicion: perhaps Gu Changqing had caused all of this in the first place.

For a moment, their hearts trembled with even greater shock.

Was he really still an Outer Sect disciple?

With such immense might surging around him, no one would have doubted a claim that Gu Changqing was the Sage's personal disciple.

At the same time.

Duobao and the other Eight Great Personal Disciples had also sensed the violent upheaval outside.

Their expressions changed as they abruptly emerged from their respective cave abodes.

"Junior Brother Changqing?!"

"Junior Brother Changqing?!"

"Heavens, what supreme sword art is this now?"

The Eight Great Personal Disciples were likewise overwhelmed with shock and disbelief.

Once they saw the scene clearly, their eyelids twitched wildly, and fear flooded their hearts.

The sword intent high in the sky had neither weakened nor dissipated.

Instead, as Gu Changqing performed all manner of profound and exquisite sword arts, it grew even vaster and more majestic.

"What terrifying sword intent! If I were in his place, I doubt I could last even fifteen minutes before it tore me apart!"

Yunxiao's breathtakingly beautiful face was filled with shock.

Golden Ao Island stretched beyond sight, yet even from over a thousand miles away, the sword intent in the void chilled Yunxiao to the bone.

One could only imagine how terrifying it truly was.

"The principles of the Sword Dao surrounding Junior Brother Changqing are truly wondrous!"

"We bear the title of the Sage's personal disciples in vain. Before Junior Brother Changqing, we cannot even catch sight of the dust in his wake."

Duobao sighed despondently.

If they had harbored any lingering doubts before this.

Then the sight before them had now utterly stripped away the pride of the Interception Sect's foremost personal disciple.

Every strand of Sword Dao principles flowing around Gu Changqing struck him as unfathomable and incomparably profound.

Indeed, in a fleeting daze, Gu Changqing seemed to have become one with his sword.

Such mastery of the Sword Dao made even Duobao feel that he could only look up to him.

Just as Duobao and the others were marveling.

Within the void.

Gu Changqing, who had appeared drunkenly asleep and sleepwalking from beginning to end, suddenly assumed a stern expression.

A sharp beam of divine light burst from his eyes.

Though it lasted only an instant, it was utterly soul-shaking and possessed unparalleled majesty.

He suddenly looked straight up into the firmament.

"This sword art is complete!"

As his words fell!

The Purple-Green Nine Heavens Sword in his hand erupted with an unprecedented blaze of divine radiance, illuminating the nine heavens and ten lands.

Then he unleashed that slash without hesitation.

In an instant, the Jie Sect Disciples' scalps prickled, and terror overwhelmed them.

That slash cleaved the Heavenly Dipper and churned the universe.

An immense pressure descended, chilling their hearts as they felt the terrible weight of life and death bearing down upon them.

Without the protection of the Sage's providence, a single ray of that destructive light would have been enough to reduce every Outer Sect disciple to ash, destroying both their lives and their cultivation.

It was not confined to Golden Ao Island.

At that moment, the phenomena outside were even more astonishing.

Surging sword intent spread outward, piercing endless space and time and reaching a million miles away.

At one point, the sword intent poured down like a sacred sword descending from the nine heavens.

Whoosh...

In an instant, towering azure waves rose from the East Sea, surging against their natural flow.

The boundless expanse of the East Sea was cleaved cleanly in two by that single slash, the halves sharply divided.

From the bottom of the East Sea, tens of thousands of feet below, an enraged shout rang out.

"Saint Tongtian, the Dragon Race has never had any feud with your Interception Sect."

"Why have you unleashed such mighty power and disturbed the peace of the Dragon Race?"

Clearly, that demand came from Dragon King Ao Guang of the East Sea.

As the lineage of a Sage, the Interception Sect could not be observed by outsiders.

Thus, the East Sea Dragon King naturally assumed that Saint Tongtian must have unleashed that slash.

Only a Sage's tremendous power could have split the entire East Sea in two.

Within Biyou Palace.

Upon hearing the East Sea Dragon King's words, Tongtian shook his head with a helpless chuckle.

"That brat has stirred up such an earth-shaking commotion!"

"And now his master has to carry the blame for him..."

Tongtian muttered the amused rebuke under his breath.

Despite his words, his eyes brimmed with excitement he could not conceal.

A supreme genius of the Sword Dao had truly emerged within his Interception Sect.

With that thought, Tongtian immediately replied across the distance:

"Fellow Daoist Ao Guang, calm your anger for now!"

"That slash was unleashed by my disciple while he was drunkenly sleepwalking!"

"It was indeed improper to disturb the peace of the Dragon Race!"

A mighty Sage naturally had no fear of the so-called Dragon Race.

There was no real apology in Tongtian's words; he was merely explaining what had happened.

Yet at the bottom of the East Sea.

Upon hearing Tongtian's words, Ao Guang nearly stamped his feet in fury.

One slash cleaved the East Sea-and you call that sleepwalking?!