บท 227: The Bronze Temple

Although the earlier battle had terrified everyone, the feeling Ye Xuan's sword qi gave them was different.

They were on completely different levels. Everything seemed to pale in comparison to that sword qi, and they could only stare in awe.

"Ye Xuan!"

"Who are you? You're definitely not a cultivator from the Great Qian Dynasty!"

It did not make sense. There was no way someone from such a backward place could achieve this. It even felt comparable to the aura their sect master exuded.

Even Elder Gongsun would not be able to withstand this domineering sword qi!

"Hahaha! I'm not an old monster!"

"I'm just an ordinary cultivator from the Qingyun sect!"

Ye Xuan stood in mid-air as he infused the destructive power of heavenly lightning intent into the sword qi.

"You guys should be on your way!"

He swung the azure divine sword and, for a moment, the world seemed to turn black and white, except for the blinding sword qi.