Every Word Pierced the Heart, Shaking the Primordial Spirit (Includes Spring Festival Update Notice)

—This chapter was very difficult to write, and it is only a little over two thousand characters.

I am going home today. I will write tonight's update shortly and schedule it for 6:30 PM. From then until February 17, updates will be around noon and around 7 PM every day. I will do my best to maintain the usual two updates a day. Have fun during the New Year, everyone.

"Which Dao Ancestor is this?" Shi Xuan did not recognize the man in white robes, who seemed untouched by even the slightest speck of dust. Yet that earth-shattering sword qi just now, seemingly capable of splitting the Void Universe in two, was the most astonishing Shi Xuan had ever seen. It was absolutely not something an External Dao Manifestation sword cultivator Dao Lord could unleash. Although Shi Xuan had abandoned the sword for over ten thousand years, his knowledge of swordsmanship remained. Moreover, he had personally experienced a Dao Ancestor's attack before, so he immediately suspected that this white-robed man was one of those sword cultivator Dao Ancestors whose whereabouts were a mystery, known to the world only by name and never seen in person.

Among the fifty-six Golden Immortals, five Lords of Creation, and twenty-seven realms—along with the special Nine Nether and Big Dipper—not every Golden Immortal Dao Ancestor had established a dojo in the Great Thousand World. Some had grown accustomed to traveling alone; taking disciples and passing on teachings was merely something they did on a whim.

Though Life and Death Dao Ancestor stood behind him, Shi Xuan still answered a Golden Immortal with utmost respect. "This junior is indeed Shi Xuan. May I ask what guidance you have for me, Senior? Also, this junior boldly asks for your honored name."

The white-robed man did not