That moment.
All noise and din were sealed beyond the boundless ring of the sword.
The crowd looked up at the sound as if they saw the heavens above.
That figure stood proudly at the center of everyone.
As if competing with the stars and the Bright Moon, an Arrogant Sun stood proudly at the center, stealing all the limelight from the stars and the moon, making all creatures pale in comparison!
Numerous young martial artists were somewhat lost at this moment.
They were the core inheritors of their respective Dao lineages, next in line to take the reins, always looking down at others, firmly believing their futures would not be surpassed by any peer!
Even the elders of their sects were merely those who had lived longer, believing given time, they could definitely surpass!
Yet today, gazing at that astonishingly brilliant figure, younger than themselves by half to a full year, they felt an unprecedented sense of helplessness.
