Everyone was stunned when the Peerless Divine Sword was raised by Ximen Swordsman, radiating a shocking celestial flame.
"What the hell kind of godlike move is this? Just two swings, and it came out like that?"
"This isn't some fraud; this is truly an Old Immortal!"
Ximen Ailian watched her father lift the Peerless Divine Sword, her little face full of joy and surprise.
As the sword's light and flame soared into the sky, deep within Sword Saint Palace, Kristin, who had been sitting motionless like a dried stone, suddenly opened his eyes and instantly shot upward.
With merely a flicker of his figure, Kristin arrived at the plaza, glanced at Ximen Swordsman holding the Peerless Divine Sword, and descended the steps.
As Kristin approached, the Peerless Divine Sword in Ximen Swordsman's hands let out a startling sword cry, struggled free from his grasp, and flew directly toward Kristin.
