'No matter how strong that Lv Chunyang is, can he be strong enough to make enemies of every True Monarch in the world who covets a higher Realm and vies for the limited Fruit Positions?! The stronger he becomes, the more people will stand in his way... We'll see!'
After letting out these blustering threats, the Divine Thought from Qixia Peak receded as quickly as a tide, retreating deep into its own Grotto Heaven, leaving no further trace.
The other Divine Thoughts also fell silent. The playful Divine Thought from Jade Balance Peak left one last, light comment, 'Indeed, no matter how high one's Sword Dao, there are always shackles. The Great Dao is a difficult path...'
Then it, too, returned to tranquility.
The Twelve Sword Peaks returned to silence, with only the low whistle of the wind blowing through the Sword Forest, as if the formless clash from moments before had never happened.
Lv Chunyang retracted his gaze, pondering how he could advance further.
