The little Taoist child laughed but said nothing.

The eyes of Cloud Light Saintess were fixed firmly on the Four-Blade God Killing Broadsword in Li Mu's hand. Her eyes became bright and passionate, as if she had seen the most beautiful scenery in the world.

Whispers were heard everywhere around the Sword Competition Square.

Rubbing his temples, the immortal Taoist recalled an ancient legend that had been passed down in his sect. He didn't expect ...