Amidst the sea of clouds, Chen Xu gazed into the distance.
An extraordinary feeling surged within him, through the radiant, colorful sea of clouds, he seemed to see countless sword lights flying in from beyond the heavens.
The sword lights came and went without a trace.
Like a celestial horse roaming freely, akin to an antelope hanging its horns.
Swift as a shooting star, yet appearing as fleeting as a blink.
Light and shadow intertwined, resembling a merry-go-round spinning.
As countless sword lights flew in, a hazy phantom suddenly soared into the endless sword lights within the sea of clouds.
Only a distant laugh was heard: "I borrow the sword to view the light today, lamenting that life has limits, while the Great Dao is boundless.
Why not transform into light and journey far away? Hahaha..."
The laughter boomed, like an ancient bell, echoed in Chen Xu's Heart Soul.
At that moment, he only felt his brain buzzing.
