The seventy-two Spirit Peaks pierce the skies, forming an endless chain that resembles vast ocean and forest, boundless and limitless.
At this mont, among the vast ocean of seventy-two Small Peaks, atop a towering Spirit Peak, a terrifying aura, unimaginable in its intensity, sweeps in all directions, reverberating throughout the land of seventy-two Small Peaks, as if awakening that broad world, shocking the entire Divine Sword Sect.
Countless disciples of the Divine Sword Sect gaze intently, eyes filled with shock, and even those Supre Elders, who seem to have been petrified, appear one after another atop various Divine and Spirit Peaks, staring incredulously at that realm.
"Such terrifying fluctuations of aura, comparable to when breaking through half-step ’Spiritual Essence’, how can this child’s talent be so frightening?"
Nurous elders of the Divine Sword Sect fix their gazes firmly upon that realm, eyes aged and profound, seemingly capable of piercing through endless rivers, yet utterly moved.
Throughout this year, that figure has challenged and grown, already attracting the attention of the entire Sect, even startling those elders who are as elusive as the Divine Dragon.
Among the countless disciples of the Divine Sword Sect.
"Is he going to break through the Peak of the Profound Sea Realm?"
"Two years and four months at the Profound Sea Peak?"
"Two years, four months."
Many disciples of the Divine Sword Sect whisper, eyes swirling with amazent, almost completely covered by shock.
Two years and four months at the Peak of the Profound Sea Realm; this is akin to a legend, leaving people as if struck by lightning, shaken by a thunderbolt, with inner worlds in turmoil, unable to calm down for a long ti.
No, perhaps that person himself is a legend.
At this mont, countless familiar and unfamiliar figures gaze dumbfounded at that world, too shocked to speak.
Ye Xiaotian, Jian Zhu, Shangguan Wan’Er, Li Chunyang, Mu Yan, Ning Canghai, and the elders of the Ning family, all gaze in shock; the entire Divine Sword Sect has been in uproar because of that person, trembling because of him.
Even unparalleled geniuses like Luo Qingxian, Luo Qingchen, and Ning Xianyi see their expressions change dramatically, eyes sharp as a sword.
At the apex of the seventy-two Small Peaks and thirty-six Holy Peaks.
More of the unparalleled geniuses, the monsters among monsters, are stupefied, feeling that unusual and terrifying aura, their scalps tingle.
"How could his Profound Sea Peak erupt with such boundless aura?"
So unparalleled geniuses gaze at that astonishing aura, eyes filled with tumultuous waves.
One could say that everyone present at the twenty-first Small Peak and above has experienced the horror of this realm, yet the aura released when that person breaks through the Profound Sea Peak far surpasses theirs, exceeding all expectations in its enormity.
This not only leaves many monsters above the twenty-first Small Peak utterly shocked, but also has them whispering to themselves, falling into contemplation.
Could this be the true awe-inspiring might of the Profound Sea Peak?
Many unparalleled monsters of the Divine Sword Sect fall into self-doubt.
What they once thought of as the Profound Sea Peak seems not to be the true limit; the gap between peaks can be so vast.
"How did he reach this point?"
"Monster, this guy is indeed a monster."
The more countless disciples of the Divine Sword Sect perceive that aura, the harder it is for them to believe.
Not just them, even those Supre Elders are filled with indescribable disbelief.
Throughout this year, the shock brought by that young man is beyond imagination; he is akin to a moon slowly ascending within the vast Sect, illuminating countless unparalleled monsters.
"Could our Divine Sword Sect be about to give birth to another unparalleled figure?" A Supre Elder quietly gazes, murmuring to himself.
In the eyes of these Supre Elders, who Ye Xiaofan is a disciple of doesn’t matter, nor does which Divine Peak he belongs to; what matters is that he is a person of the Divine Sword Sect.
Amidst the overwhelming astonishnt of the myriad disciples and elders of the vast Sect.
Suddenly.
Boom——!
Within that realm.
A terrifying force suddenly erupts, sweeping across the seventy-two Small Peaks like heaven-spanning ripples, as if the world itself trembles.
When those unparalleled senior brothers on the Small Peaks directly face this imnse force, their expressions change dramatically, deeply shaken.
As the terrifying force sweeps across the boundless peaks, everyone sees, atop the twenty-first Small Peak, a ghostly, elusive figure slowly appears, rely standing atop the vast Spirit Peak, like a fiery sun across the sky, making it impossible to look directly.
Ye Xiaofan stands quietly, gazing down at the sea of people crowding around the seventy-two Small Peaks, yet remains as calm as water, an ancient well without waves; the terrifying increase in power seems to have changed his mindset, there are no wild jubilations nor arrogant self-satisfaction.
Only a sense of tranquility and a desire for control over this formidable force.
However, at this mont, falling into the eyes of endless Divine Sword Sect disciples, he appears no longer the sa as before.
The figure standing atop the twenty-first Small Peak has already beco one of the seventy-two wondrous stars of the Divine Sword Sect; each of them, when they move, seems capable of shaking galaxies, akin to seventy-two great mountains, suffocating the myriad disciples of the limitless Divine Sect.
No, at this mont, that figure is even more dazzling and incredible than anyone on the seventy-two Small Peaks.
And the scene atop the twenty-first Small Peak quietly imprints itself into the depths of countless Divine Sword Sect disciples’ hearts, engraving itself deeply.
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