The young man relaxed his mind, yet the Azure Edge in his palm shone ever more brightly.
Strands of spiritual power wound around the blade's surface. As his mind grew still, he seemed to merge with the Azure Edge.
"Good. Hold your breath. Only this final step remains."
As Bai Shoudao's words fell, the young man slowly opened his eyes. His calm gaze seemed to become a sword as he walked, step by step, toward the Azure Immortal Sword atop Sword Mountain.
Hum!
The Azure Immortal Sword trembled violently, and a weighty yet piercing sword intent spread from its blade.
Like a curtain of swords, it enveloped the surrounding hundred meters, pressing heavily upon the young man's mind and body.
"Is this the sword intent True Lord Bai Yi comprehended during his Qi Refining days?!"
Feeling the piercing sword intent that seemed about to cleave him clean through, the young man shuddered violently. His spiritual power surged out involuntarily, instinctively resisting the sword intent.
Hum! Hum!
The Azure Immortal Sword trembled again. In an instant, a breeze-like stream of sword qi whistled out like a blade.
"The Clear Wind Sword Technique..."
"Just tempering it during Foundation Establishment left such a deep imprint of sword intent within the blade..."
"That brat really is a monster."
Bai Shoudao gazed with wonder at the Azure Immortal Sword as it radiated the essence of the Clear Wind Sword Technique. Who could have imagined that in just a few decades...
That boy, who had merely shown some potential, would leap past an ancestor like him and attain the realm of a Nascent Soul True Lord.
He had even become a pillar of spiritual support in the hearts of the Immortal Alliance's countless millions.
Even an old man like him, who had already reached the end