767 Reaching for a Sword Amongst Thousands (1/2)

No matter how big a river is, it could not spread all over the world. However, when facing the river, no one could find the small, dry mounds of sand.

Jun Mo did not see the river, but he could sense it. As such, he found a spot in the surging river and turned slightly, his feet landing on the spot.

He opened his eyes once more and saw the river flowing beneath his feet like the passage of time. He did not lament like his teacher, instead, a hint of light gleamed through his eyes.

His face was pale, but he looked just as calm.

A loud whistle burst out from his lips.

It was like the call of a young phoenix, or like the first chirp of a phoenix after its rebirth in flames.

The autumn wind grew stronger, and Jun Mo's hair danced in it.

He opened his arms, his sleeves flapping in the wind.

Blood flowed incessantly from his torn limb.

His Psyche Power burst in all heaven and earth's directions.

There was a sword in a hob under the iron shelter of the Verdant Canyon. It sensed the wild calling of the Psyche Power. With a poof, it broke through the box, the shelter, and flew towards the plains.

Sudden shrieks of surprise sounded in the southern plains where the camp of the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army was. The cultivators of different sects suddenly found their Natal Swords leaving their control!

The crisp sound of sword and scabbard rubbing against each other could be heard in the Military camp. Several swords flew out of their sheaths and swept toward the Verdant Canyon.

Deep in the green hills, several fallen leaves gently covered a large iron sword wielded tightly by a broken arm. Suddenly, the iron sword trembled violently, breaking through the leafy coverings and flying into the sky.

The heaven and earth surrounding the plains were filled with Jun Mo's powerful Psyche Power.

Countless swords, summoned by this Psyche Power, came from all directions. They crossed the distance at the speed of lightning, arriving at the Verdant Canyon and stabbing at Liu Bai!

Liu Bai held the broken sword before him with a solemn expression, setting up an one-foot radius around him once more.

Thousands of swords, suddenly stopped in front of him, hovering in the air.

There were too many swords, and they made up a large ball of swords. They blocked the daylight, making it seem eerie.

The intent to kill was overwhelming.

This was the sword's world.

It was a world surrounded by swords.

Liu Bai was surrounded by thousands of swords.

He could not see what was happening around him, and his connection to the Qi of Heaven and Earth seemed about to be broken.

He could only calculate.

Jun Mo wielded his sword amongst the thousands of swords.

Using his left hand.

There were swords everywhere in front of the Verdant Canyon, and sword styles were everywhere. The aura of Heaven and Earth was chaotic.

However, he could still find where his iron sword exactly was.

Because his right arm was still on the iron sword.

By holding his iron sword, he was also holding on to his broken arm.

He pulled out his iron sword and then rushed towards Liu Bai, who was surrounded by thousands of swords.

Liu Bai could not see it, neither was he able to predict accurately.

But he could feel this sword.

It was the most powerful sword he had ever seen.

It was even more terrifying than the sword of the Sword Master from the South Sea who had dubbed him the Sword Sage.

Liu Bai did not hesitate any longer.

He did not flash his sword, nor set up any city walls or moats.

At the most crucial moment, he only trusted his sword.

At this time, Jun Mo had already successfully risen his urge to battle and his pride.

He believed that he was invincible.

Those standing in front of the Dahe Sword shall fall.

No matter how terrifying Jun Mo's sword was, it was no match for him.

Liu Bai attacked.

The great river flooded the plains.

He was the Sword Sage.

And his sword was the holiest of all swords.

With his attack, there would only be one sword left on the world.

The one-foot radius around him widened.

Thousands of swords suddenly dispersed, flying across the plains around the green hills and falling to the ground.

There was nothing else blocking Liu Bai's view and his sword.

But there was still another sword in front of the Verdant Canyon.

The iron sword was held in Jun Mo's hand.