Reward for the Sword Dao Conference

Sword Venerable Yuan Tian had just finished speaking when Han Muye looked up at him.

With that glance, a burst of sword intent suddenly erupted from Sword Venerable Yuan Tian's body, and the sword light soared into the sky, shining brilliantly.

"Buzz!"

He raised his hand and fiercely stabbed into the empty space in front of him.

The sword light was like a shooting star, colliding three feet in front of Sword Venerable Yuan Tian's body.

"Clang—"

It sounded as if two long swords collided in the void, producing a clear and crisp resonance.

Within a yard, spiritual radiance ran rampant.

"Your mastery of spatial manipulation has reached such a level!" Sword Venerable Yuan Tian exclaimed.

With one glance as a sword, he crossed through space.

With such swordsmanship, how many in this realm could contend?

After a decade of not seeing each other, Han Muye's cultivation had become terrifying!