Only the Netherworld King's Yuncang Sword sparkled with a cyan glow, as a phantasmagorical yet solid figure emerged from within the sword and stood before him.
The figure had a handsome face, exuding the arrogance and desolation of the first sword cultivator from a million years ago. Who else could it be but the Green Cloud Sword Master?
Even though he was now a sword spirit, the sovereign sword intent did not diminish in the slightest.
He extended a finger, at the tip of which coiled a faint cyan aura, casually pointing at Du Gubai's lightning-fast, unmatched sword edge.
"Clang——!"
The screeching sound of metal clashing echoed throughout the altar! A visible wave of sword qi exploded from the point of contact, like a stone cast into a calm lake, the violent impact instantly sweeping in all directions!
Du Gubai felt an overwhelming sword intent, seemingly imbued with ancient world rules, rushing through his sword!
