Sky Abyss

In this world, there are countless sword cultivators, but only Li Muyang is worthy of the title "Sword Immortal."

The other renowned sword Dao masters humbly call themselves "Sword Lords," not daring to share the same title as the Sword Immortal.

Li Muyang had been standing at the foot of Purple Cloud Mountain for some time, reshaping his Sword Heart and preparing to ascend the divine bridge, a process that undoubtedly required time.

A million spiritual swords clanged and resonated, their sword aura spanning millions of miles, astonishing all beings under the heavens.

Swish—

A purple-gold sword came from the southwest, slicing through the void and leaving a long sword mark, causing the surrounding cultivators to change their expressions slightly and exclaim, "The sword of Sword Lord Xiyan!"

A middle-aged man in a purple robe arrived with the purple-gold sword, landing on the ground.

The newcomer was Qin Pingyan, a top expert of the main branch in the Western Border, a peak Great Vehicle sword Dao master.

Looking up at the countless spiritual swords in the sky, Qin Pingyan vaguely felt the supreme sword might in the void. His eyes revealed a hint of shock, and then he looked at the Sword Immortal standing ahead, respectfully bowing.

Upon hearing that the Sword Immortal was about to ascend the Dao again, Qin Pingyan set aside all matters, traversing countless star seas just to witness it. As soon as he arrived in the Imperial Province, he felt his own sword becoming unstable, and the closer he got to Purple Cloud Mountain, the more severe the situation became.

Suddenly, the purple-gold sword unsheathed itself, moving at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, becoming part of the sea of swords.

"Even the Sword Lord's sword seeks pilgrimage; who in this world can match the might of Sword Immortal Changgeng?"

The crowd marveled, etching this scene deeply into their memories.

"A sea of swords stretching millions of miles, what kind of great power does it require!"