Taiyuan Acknowledges Its Master, Shaking Xianjing!

Before countless watching eyes.

A stream of dark cyan light came streaking from the depths of the forbidden ground like a comet tearing through time and space, carrying a majestic sword intent that made all things bow their heads and froze space itself!

It ignored distance, ignored space, and had an exceedingly clear target!

It was the young figure in black robes stained with blood, whose body had just begun to glow with golden light!

Bzzzz!!

The dark cyan streak abruptly halted before Ye Li. Its radiance drew inward, revealing an ancient, unadorned longsword whose blade seemed to have been carved from a single piece of dark cyan jade.

Ancient Dao patterns of mountains, rivers, stars, and celestial revolutions were naturally inscribed upon its blade, exuding a vast and desolate aura that made even souls tremble.

It was one of the Xuanming Sword Sect's foundation treasures, the legendary supreme sword that had slumbered for ten thousand years and would never acknowledge a master unless one favored by fate appeared—

The Primordial Abyss Divine Sword!!

At this moment, this sacred artifact representing the Sword Sect's highest inheritance, which even generations of Sword Masters had failed to awaken, actually let out a clear sword cry of submission toward an outsider who had just beaten the sect's Sword Master into a cripple, right before everyone's eyes, at the sect's most humiliating hour!

The sword cry was not loud, yet it echoed clearly through every person's soul, carrying an irresistible sense of closeness and belonging.

It slowly revolved around Ye Li as though it had found its long-lost master, its dark cyan sword light gently illuminating his slightly surprised profile.

The entire Xuanming Sword Sect fell into an absolute stillness deeper than the previous deathly silence, as if time itself had frozen!

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