The sword energy descended like a cataclysm, changing the color of the sky and clouds, as if threatening to annihilate this whole world entirely.

Zhao Yi's face changed as he sensed a familiar aura from the sword beam.

Although the attack appeared ferocious, he alone could feel that the attacker bore no intent to kill.

He knew, but the beasts beside him did not.

Just as their master had brought them to a brand-new world, someone dared to attack them shortly after arrival.

They exchanged glances and immediately took action.

The White Elephant's body began to enlarge, instantly reaching over a hundred meters in height.

Moreover, its strength increased by at least tenfold; originally known for its power, now its strength had reached an extreme level.

With a mere stomp, it made mountains crumble and earth shatter, an aura of daunting might.

It charged forward, using its body to counter the soaring sword beam.

The sword beam, swift and forceful, unmatched in power, was surprisingly countered by the White Elephant, as the attacker had been readying for a while, leading to a standstill.

Only now did the White Elephant realize that the figure wielding the long sword was an extraordinarily beautiful young lady.

However, with a stern face and obvious might, she clearly wasn't someone to be trifled with.

The White Elephant, after a standoff, exerted its limbs to throw its opponent away.

In mid-air, the young lady somersaulted, exuding fighting intent, and smiled, saying: "Not bad, this strength is truly impressive, enough to be my opponent."

Zhao Yi, seeing their continued intent to fight, couldn't help but say helplessly, "Zuo Xiaoluo, is your mastery of the Law of Sword nearing Great Success?"

Zhao Yi was quite taken aback, as when he left, Zuo Xiaoluo had only just begun to understand the Law of Sword.

How much time had passed, and she was already about to achieve Great Success.

After reaching Great Success, next was the Realm of Perfection, which is stepping into the realm of the Great Daoist Sage.

She had been in the New World all along and hadn't sparred with others. Such a law primarily oriented for slaughter could only grow in battle.

In theory, the New World didn't have opponents that could match her; her progress was extraordinary.

The beasts wanted to continue, but upon hearing Zhao Yi, realizing she knew their master, they instantly lost their desire to fight.

They obediently retreated behind Zhao Yi, gazing upon Zuo Xiaoluo with caution.

Though she had only made one move, it had already shown the beasts the extent of her power.

"How boring!"

"In this whole New World, only these few beasts offer me a fighting chance, and as soon as you speak, they stop."

As Zhao Yi's chosen woman, Zuo Xiaoluo's beauty and strength were unparalleled.

Every move she made was filled with indescribable charm.

Zhao Yi smiled bitterly, noticing how Zuo Xiaoluo seemed more and more like a battle fanatic.

Thinking of Zuo Xiaoluo's law, he asked again: "You still haven't told me what's up with your Law of Sword?"

"How has it reached the stage of Great Success so quickly?"

Speaking of this,

Zuo Xiaoluo became somewhat excited, gazing at Zhao Yi with some gratitude.

She said with a smile: "Isn't it thanks to the sects you later subdued from the Spirit Realm? Many of them were of Sage realm cultivation. I was idle, so I challenged them one by one."

"The results were mixed, but considering your influence, they didn't trouble me!"

Zuo Xiaoluo recalled the day countless sects from the Spirit Realm descended.

...

Several days ago.

Linglong was dealing with affairs in the New Imperial City. After infrastructure completion in the New World, many things fell into place.

She was busy when she suddenly saw Miaoyin rush in urgently, showing an inexplicable urgency.

"Why are you still here?"

"Hurry! Something's happened!"

"For some unknown reason, the New World has seen the appearance of many inexplicable cultivators gathered outside the city. Go see, I have alerted General Zuo Xiaoluo, this matter is crucial, possibly affecting the New World's future."

"Moreover, promptly notify the Behemoth Race and those high-level cultivators in the New World to prepare for battle!"

Seeing Miaoyin so speak, Linglong stood up at once, and asked carefully: "How strong are those people?"

Miaoyin had just returned from outside the city, recalling the auras among those people, her face grew even more concerned.

Thinking for a moment, she gritted her teeth and squeezed out four words.

"Unfathomably deep!"

When Linglong and Miaoyin reached outside the city, Zuo Xiaoluo was already there with her sword in hand waiting.

It was the first time they saw Zuo Xiaoluo with a face so solemn, as if prepared to face death.

Zuo Xiaoluo spoke: "If they come with hostility, you should think of ways to escape; I'm unsure how long I can hold them back, only sensing that too many are more profound in cultivation than me."

"Moreover..."

She cast a deep glance at the elder in front, eyes filled with a profound sense of powerlessness.

"If I'm not mistaken, that person should have reached the realm of the Great Daoist Sage."

Linglong wasn't sure about what level a Great Daoist Sage represented.

But hearing it from Zuo Xiaoluo, it seemed that even the combined strength of the entire New World wouldn't injure them in the slightest.

Otherwise, with Zuo Xiaoluo's Law of Sword, she wouldn't utter such despairing words.

She was the most eager for battle.

If there were even a sliver of hope for victory, in her eyes, it was a one hundred percent chance.

Prepared for anything, they awaited.

Among them, Linglong felt the most despair. After investing so much into the New World, it had just been finished, only to now face such a crisis, her heart was heavy.

She thought of how Zhao Yi would react upon his return to see the ravaged New World, leading to profound disappointment.

Though, soon it would no longer be her concern.

If they acted, everything would vanish into thin air.

However.

Just as they braced themselves, from the group emerged hundreds of highly-cultivated cultivators, with each at least at Zuo Xiaoluo's level.

The foremost few, if Zuo Xiaoluo's perception wasn't wrong, shared the cultivation of the Great Daoist Sage realm.

Such a terrifying group, in any world, could sweep all before them.

As they approached, facing the bewildered gazes of Linglong and the others, each showed flattering smiles, remarkably humble in demeanor.

Recalling the smiles, everyone thereafter felt a surreal sense.

As they remembered the expressions, each one tried to curry favor with them.

The highest cultivator among them stepped forward, looked at them respectfully, thought for a moment, and cautiously asked: "May I know who is revered as Miaoyin?"