Chương 82: This is what a great cultivator is

How many years had it been since there were five bell rings on the Nine Mystic Mountain?

"Boom—"

A ten-thousand-foot-long golden sword light broke through the clouds and washed the nine heavens.

"Boom—"

Another green sword Qi transformed into clouds and covered the world.

"Boom—"

The sword light condensed into a huge tree shadow that stood at the peak of the Nine Mystic Mountain.

The might of three Grand Elders!

In an instant, spiritual light exploded within a thousand miles of the Nine Mystic Mountain, and endless sword Qi swept across!

Every one of them was condensed from the sword intent of an Earth Realm expert!

Looking out of the window of the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye could not count how many sword lights were there.

This was the foundation of the Great Sect of Western Frontier!