Senior Song, why not accept me as a disciple?

Song Shuhang said, "Then we'll go on my count?"

"Alright." Su Clan's Sixteen nodded.

On one side, Venerable Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue smiled as he took back the illusory reality world. Then, he placed both his hands behind his back and decided to watch the saber flying competition between the two.

"3, 2, 1, Go!" Song Shuhang raised his Broken Tyrant, lifted it flat, operated the ❮Blade Dragging Technique❯, and rushed to the sky at great speed.

Su Clan's Sixteen wasn't in a hurry. After Song Shuhang had already flown up high, she slowly took out a supplementary true yuan pill, which she then placed in her mouth. Afterward, she stretched her hand out and made a hand seal, and a layer of light formed above her life-bound treasured saber, enveloping her body as well. From the perspective of an onlooker, Su Clan's Sixteen and her life-bound treasured saber had combined into one, turning into a 'saber light'.