The Sword Soul Sky Opening Mirror, blazing and righteous, set the cosmos straight.
Li Wuhen reached the sky in one step, his qi piercing the rainbow like a great sun crossing the sky, suddenly blooming with boundless immortal light.
The cyan-red immortal sword in his hand fully awakened, its clear and melodious dragon cry shaking the ninth heaven.
In an instant, a sword intent far beyond before swept across the sky. A million stars of radiance condensed into a cutting edge, as if it would cleave through all phenomena and point straight to true suchness, making it impossible for anyone to even form the thought of resisting.
"He was still hiding sword arts like this?!"
The faces of all the cultivators present changed drastically. Overawed by that vast sword force, both their minds and spirits shook.
"It's finally here."
Ouyang Qinghe's eyes narrowed slightly, locking tightly onto that dazzling sword light as she murmured, "Then let me see the innate divine ability of the Sword Bone."
Everyone knew Li Wuhen had refined a peerless immortal bone, causing his Dao cultivation to soar, letting him leap into becoming the strongest Heavenly Pride of the Eastern Divine Continent.
But as for the specific origins of the Sword Bone, Pure Bliss Mansion had hidden them so tightly that almost no one knew.
Now that they had a chance to glimpse the truth, everyone held their breath and focused, terrified of missing the slightest detail.
"No matter what methods you have, beneath this sword, all of them are illusions!"
Li Wuhen spoke indifferently. Light was born from his entire body, neither slanting nor swerving, neither servile nor overbearing. Even the shadow behind him seemed to dissolve into the light, drifting away without a trace.
As the saying went, what was too rigid was