Wang Xiao caressed the sharp sword in his hand, listening to its clear, ringing hum. He found it hard to part with.
He had achieved Dao Entry through the sword, and every technique he had cultivated along his path was related to it.
This sword, the culmination of forty years of his heart's blood, had become the very vessel of his Dao!
'What should I name you?'
Wang Xiao gripped the sharp sword, sensing the fluctuations of aura flowing from it.
A single word instantly surfaced in his mind.
Destiny!
'Since I am the Celestial Destiny Emperor and you were born in accordance with Destiny, I'll call you the Celestial Destiny Sword!'
Wang Xiao abruptly brandished the Celestial Destiny Sword, and a biting Sword Qi instantly surged forth!
The surrounding void was torn asunder, followed by waves of profound ripples.
This sword could sever not only the flesh, but also Destiny itself!
