"Chu Kuangren, why are you here?!"
The Sword Daoist stared at the White Spirit Divine Fruit in Chu Kuangren's hand, resentment in his eyes.
"I sensed a restriction here, so I came to take a look. I never expected to happen upon this White Spirit Divine Fruit. Looks like my luck is pretty good."
Chu Kuangren spoke casually, then put the White Spirit Divine Fruit into his Heaven and Earth Ring.
At that, the Sword Daoist finally lost his patience. His figure flashed as he drew his sword and shot toward Chu Kuangren.
He slashed, unleashing a chilling Sword Dao Rhythm. The surrounding Spiritual Power gathered, sweeping toward Chu Kuangren like blades of wind.
"Sword Wind!"
This was an immensely powerful Emperor Technique.
Moreover, this Emperor Technique was highly compatible with the path the Sword Daoist had forged for himself, and the power it unleashed already surpassed that of the vast majority of Quasi-Emperors.
Yet Chu Kuangren merely raised his hand at the sight and slashed out a strand of Sword Qi.
Overbearing Purple Sword Light surged out like a torrent. A single strike shattered the Sword Daoist's Sword Qi and blasted him hundreds of meters away.
"I still have something to do. I'll spare your life again today."
Chu Kuangren spoke indifferently, then his figure flashed, turning into a streak of sword light that vanished from the spot.
"Damn it, damn it!"
The Sword Daoist's face was utterly dark, and his entire body trembled with rage.
What an extraordinary treasure the White Spirit Divine Fruit was!
The Sword Clan's seniors from the previous generation had already been laying plans for it, and he had painstakingly pursued it for so long, only for Chu Kuangren to take it in the end.
How could he stomach that?
The Sword Daoist roared