The clash erupted without the slightest warning. Yet it felt as though Lu Kangnian had been waiting for this moment all along—not only him, but every disciple of the Daxia Sword Sect.0

Their voices roared like thunder as they charged into the skies, an unstoppable tide of sword light and killing intent. Their momentum was like ten thousand troops charging forth, as if they had long been waiting to battle.0

Power surged through them. Each cultivator’s aura blazed so fiercely that even the distant onlookers were struck speechless. Of the thousand who rushed ahead, several hundred had already reached the Golden...0