Makamit ang Ancient Sage

Hu!

Zhang Xuan finally came to a halt.

"How is it?" the Xingmeng Sword Saints asked curiously.

They knew that their son was the head of the Jiang Clan and had a soul oracle student. Without a doubt, he was likely to be highly proficient in the field of soul arts. However, they were not too sure what realm he had reached, so it was inevitable for them to be interested in his results.

"This…" Zhang Xuan scratched his head awkwardly. "The world in here is simply too small. My soul thread has already reached the end of the world."

While this was a world that Kong shi had created through extraordinary means, it was ultimately still a folded space. There was no way that it could be boundless like the Master Teacher Continent. All in all, the world was less than a million kilometers wide in diameter.

It was not large enough for him to push himself to his limits!