Clearing the Heavenly Devils in Ten Breaths, No Route to Retreat

Li Daokong floated high in the sky. Looking up, countless sword shadows sped in all directions, chasing after the Heavenly Devils. They were dense and spectacular.

Li Daokong was excited.

"So, the Ten Thousand Life Sword is so strong… This is definitely the strongest Sword Dao Mystical Power, but I didn't study it thoroughly," he muttered to himself with an excited expression.

Immediately, it was not only him. All the mighty figures in the Immortal World were shocked by the power of the Ten Thousand Life Sword.

In the endless sea, on an island.

Huang Zuntian stood on the roof and looked at the sword shadows that filled the sky with excitement.

He remembered that voice!

"This Mystical Power is definitely from a Sage!"

Huang Zuntian was extremely excited. He had indeed chosen the right person.

Fortunately, he had always recognized Han Jue. Otherwise, if he betrayed him, the consequences would be unimaginable.