The King of Sword Spirits

The brown sword light surged forth from the black space channel, illuminating all the glaciers in the spirit field.

It could be said that Jingke's appearance was completely unexpected for both Master of Immortal Mansion Cheng Yu as well as Fang Xing.

Based on common sense, it was utterly impossible to open up another space inside an intrinsic spirit field!

It was just a sword spirit!

Cheng Yu's eyes were wide and there was a disbelieving expression on his face. He had clearly already sealed this sword spirit so many times over that not even ghosts or gods could have escaped the thick seal layers!

Under their stunned gazes, Jingke walked out of the brown light, still in that same white robe and brown tunic, still with that short white hair.

He hadn't done anything except give one meaningful glance.

That Heavenly Materials sword which had been lunging forward actually turned around in the air straightaway.