Chương 1920: 1920. Higher

It was hard to explain what was happening to the world. Sword Saint was only a shadow of his former self. His cultivation level barely allowed him to stand. His body was so fragile that the softest wind would shatter it into countless pieces.

Yet, Sword Saint didn't summon his power. He didn't even try to cause a reaction in his surroundings. He was only showing the pure feeling that his long cultivation journey had generated, and the world wept.

The devotion toward the sword was the core drive behind Sword Saint's path. That feeling was similar to Noah's ambition. It fueled the expert's determination and understanding, but it had never shown itself to the world.