Countless gazes fell upon the stone forest.
Standing atop a stone pillar, Liu S sui wore tattered clothes, his short hair like grass. He looked like a wandering ghost.
Yet his sword was so upright and composed.
Like a duke of three generations, a Pillar-State General, a white-haired scholar.
Jian Ruyun had yet to draw his sword.
He quietly watched Liu S sui's sword.
Like him, many people were waiting for Liu S sui's sword to fly past the stone pillar in the middle.
Only then would he qualify to make Jian Ruyun draw his sword.
Time passed.
Liu S sui's sword flew past that stone pillar.
It stood exactly halfway between the two pillars on which he and Jian Ruyun stood.
After traveling a hundred yards, his sword intent had yet to disperse, remaining incomparably concentrated and pure.
No cries of surprise arose, for everyone was too shocked to speak.
This seemingly meaningless sight revealed a truth that could shake Green Mountain.
Liu S sui had entered the Wuzhang Realm.
"Remarkable," Zhao Layue said.
Whatever hidden circumstances lay behind this matter, Liu S sui had effectively spent the past two years under confinement, yet had managed to break through into Wuzhang. Of course he deserved such praise.
"How old is he?" the Qingrong Peak Master asked.
"Seventeen or eighteen?" a disciple answered uncertainly.
The Qingrong Peak Master glanced at Zhao Layue nearby and said nothing.
The elders of the Nine Peaks were all shocked.
After True Person Jingyang, Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui had been Green Mountain's youngest to reach the Wuzhang Realm. Liu S sui ranked third.
If he had been able to cultivate normally these past two years, would he have done it even sooner?
Had he not done such a