In the Fallen Wind Immortal Wilds, a single slash drained the vast Immortal Essence of a twelve-grade Immortal Foundation.
Even he himself could hardly believe it.
It was sheer madness.
The sheer magnitude of True Essence within him, not to mention its quality, could at least rival more than a dozen Late Stage Celestial Immortals.
For it to be drained in an instant—how astounding was that?
"That slash just now… and the Four Divisions of the Daluo Saber?"
With a jolt, Xu Yang snapped back to his senses. Disregarding his weakness, he hurriedly began to recall the experience in detail.
"That slash—was like achieving mastery over the Fallen Wind Immortal Wilds."
"Man and saber became one. All the winds of heaven and earth bowed to my command."
"A single thought arises from the heart, transforming wind into blue waves, toppling the wilds of world and sky alike."
"The Four Divisions of the Daluo Saber… the Wind Division!"
Clang!
