The tens of thousands of universes have merged. The disintegration of Spiritual Force led to the momentous collapse of the great Cultivation World, a mighty era that had endured through millions of years of history. In the wake of the large-scale invasion of the Wilderness, the Avalon of Five Elements has become the practitioners’ last stand. After a thousand years, a lowly youth, who hailed from the Old Territory, toiled as a laborer for three years in the depths of the Wilderness. He then became an exception and obtained the opportunity to enter the Avalon Of Five Elements for further studies. Bearing beast-like fighting capabilities and driven by the desire to take control of his life, the youth strived for greater strength and power. Little did he know that he would set off a majestic upheaval.
A whistle sounded from overhead.
This sword whistle was of a different kind of sharpness. It rumbled, heavy as thunder, causing even the sky to tremble.
The illuminated ground before him swayed continuously. Xiahou Jie’s shadow extended amid the constant shaking.
Xiahou Jie subconsciously tilted his head toward the sky. His body turned rigid.
An eye-piercing light ray rapidly magnified in his eyes. The light ray was so intense that he shut his eyes automatically, his mind blanking out.
What… swordplay is this?
The light ray descended so quickly that he was unable to react and could only watch it approach him at an alarming speed.
He was not even able to make out its shape since there was only light in his field of view. Bright, white light.
Xiahou Jie’s final impression of the world was just a sheet of white. Endless bright light, like an ocean of light that he was unable to break free from.