He had to give the Senior Sword Immortal some face.
Shu Ming, a Golden Immortal of the sword, was shattered and flew away, while Han Muye, the younger generation, remained unscathed. Wasn't this a slap in the face?
Han Muye flew back 100,000 feet, then stood with his sword, covered in blood.
He unceremoniously put away Golden Immortal Shu Ming's sword.
Watching Han Muye stand tall in the air with a fierce fighting spirit despite being covered in blood, the surrounding crowd gasped.
"This… This is a truly peerless Sword Immortal!"
"Amazing! To witness such a sword with my own eyes, this journey was not in vain!"
"Golden Immortal Shu Ming, Yunlan Sword Immortal, actually exchanged a strike with Golden Immortal Shu Ming and won!"
Countless exclamations rang out.
No one paid attention to the Murong family.
No one cared about Su Yunzi, whose Dao Heart had collapsed and whose entire body was trembling.