“Senior Zifeng, don’t worry. As long as I, Zhao Yue, still draw breath, I will not let a single one of them pass me!”4

Zhao Yue’s essence rune blazed as her sharp sword will rose toward the heavens. Her blade flowed like water, imbued with supreme laws. Alone, she stood against the thousands of experts of the High Heaven Sword Sect.0

At this moment, Zhao Yue completely idolized Yue Zifeng. She even addressed him as “senior.” With only a few words, he had shattered her bottleneck and revealed a whole new world to her.6

This feeling simply could not be described with words. It was as if a caged bird had finally spread its wings to soar through boundless skies.2

At this time, Zhao Yue felt like...1