Immediately following the last sentence, the mysterious man's entire body was filled with a powerful aura, and the whole world was filled with a murderous aura.
Huh?
Darryl was curious.
He defended the Heavenly Secret Palace with every word he spoke. Was he also a descendant?
Thinking of that, Darryl stepped forward and asked, "Who are you?"
When he heard the question, the mysterious man leaped lightly, like a leaf falling to the ground. His eyes glowed with a certain arrogance. "The Sword Blast would remain the most powerful swordsmanship through eternity—have you heard about that?"
The mysterious man exuded a powerful aura as he spoke.
If there were other sect masters present at the time, they would have been shocked. The Sword Blast would remain the most powerful swordsmanship through eternity—was the representative of the Saber Saint, Preston Medina, a legend in the world of cultivators from about 20 years ago.
He appeared in the world with a massive sword about 20 years ago. Even the leaders of the Three Major Sects were said to be unable to withstand three attacks from his sword. In the end, the Saber Saint, the master of the world of cultivators, praised his swordsmanship with those words—the Sword Blast would remain the most powerful swordsmanship through eternity.
No one had dared to challenge Preston in the previous twenty years. Later, because he had no match, he lived in seclusion and avoided becoming involved in the world of cultivators.
Even though Preston was not a cultivator, the legend of the Saber Saint was still spreading in the cultivator world.
The mysterious man who stopped Darryl was none other than the Saber Saint, Preston.
As a well-known Saber Saint in the cultivator world, he had never taken all sects in the cultivator world seriously, except the Heavenly Secret Palace. After all, a thousand years ago, the Heavenly Secret Palace was the most powerful cultivator in the world, whether in elixir-making, formation, astronomy, or cultivation method.
Unfortunately, the Heavenly Secret Palace had already been destroyed, making him regretful. He often felt sad for not being born during the era of the Heavenly Secret Palace.
During the day, he cultivated in solitude and witnessed a violent collapse not far from the waterfall. He rushed over to check.
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