Xu Yunfan stood above the turbulent East Sea. Beneath his feet, the sea's surface congealed like a mirror under the pressure of his immense Magical Power.
The All Heaven Star Spirit Banner fluttered, and on its deep, abyssal surface, three hundred and sixty-five stars flickered in and out of existence, unleashing a boundless, grinding power of starlight that enveloped the brilliant sword silhouette at its core.
Elder Ye Yuan of the Wansheng Sword Sect's Phecda Peak.
Seeing his opponent injured for the first time, Xu Yunfan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
'I was actually starting to think he couldn't be beaten.'
If he had been forced to use the Golden Core Sword Intent left to him by Ancestral Master Chunyang, it would have been a huge embarrassment. That was what he had been saving for his attempt at the Golden Core realm.
