Tian Yongheng raised an eyebrow, though his face remained as expressionless as ever.

For a moment, both locked gazes with eachother, and the atmosphere gradually grew tense, with neither looking away.

Tian Yongheng was secretly a little surprised.

Being gazed at by him, yet still not backing down, this fellow had a firm Dao Heart!

One must know he was currently recognized as one of the strongest beings throughout the Lower Realm, a Half Immortal capable of slaying Immortals with a mortal body!

[Wang Daoyun: Mid Stage of Immortal Ascension Realm.

Heaven and Earth Immortal Sword Intent. Azure Emperor Sword Bone. Sword Light Sacred Body. Providence Bearer of Human Race. Granddisciple of the Sword Venerable. Disciple of an Ancient One Reincarnation. Successor of the Kunlun Divine Mount. Future Unspeakable Existence. Born with several Connate Providences, he is a supreme variable derived by the greatest powerhouses of the Heavenly Human Race, destined to eclipse all other talents of this era after achieving immortality. Had it not been for cultivating his Sword Dao in the Mortal World for thousands of years to make it accumulate and burst forth later on, he would have long since ascended to the Upper Realm. A supreme prodigy favored by heaven and earth, the people who can rival or surpass him in terms of Sword Dao can be counted on one hand in the Second Great Mortal World. He has been searching for you for years ever since the great battle above the Heavenly Region to test his Sword Dao against you and gain further insights into perfecting his own path.]

Wang Daoyun stood quietly beneath the setting sun, his white robes fluttering despite the absence of wind.

The divine sword circling around him emitted low sword cries from time to time, resonating with heaven and earth as if unable to suppress its excitement.

A supreme Sword Dao genius challenging a supreme Sword Cultivator.

Even the worldly laws seemed to tremble slightly.

Tian Yongheng gazed at him for a moment before slowly speaking.

"You cultivated in the Mortal World for thousands of years without ascending?"

His tone remained calm, but inwardly, he was indeed somewhat surprised.

Not cultivating rapidly, but suppressing his own self to cultivate the Sword Dao in each realm to its absolute limit before breaking through, such perseverance and patience...

Wang Daoyun smiled faintly.

"The Upper Realm has Immortals everywhere, but in the Mortal World, there is only one Eternal Lord. As a Sword Cultivator, if I do not test my sword against the strongest Sword Dao in this world before ascending, my Dao Heart will never be complete, specially after witnessing senior’s grand demeanor that day."

Tian Yongheng quietly looked at him.

Then, after a long while, he nodded slightly, "You are not bad."

Wang Daoyun’s eyes instantly brightened.

For Tian Yongheng to say such words was already an enormous recognition.

One must know that after the battle above the Heavenly Region, even the remaining ancient Vagrant Immortals hidden throughout the Lower Realm no longer dared to casually compare themselves to Tian Yongheng.

At this moment, Tian Yongheng slowly raised his hand.

A wooden stuck laying on the ground slowly flew into his hand.

There was not the slightest fluctuation of Spirit Qi or Spiritual Power within it.

But the moment Wang Daoyun saw the sword, his pupils suddenly contracted violently.

An indescribable pressure instantly surged into his heart.

It was not pressure from cultivation, but pressure from Sword Dao itself.

That seemingly ordinary wooden stick gave him the feeling that it had already surpassed all techniques, all arts, and all forms.

As if it had returned to the origin of the Sword Dao, like...

The one and only Sword Intent, the Supreme of all Sword Intents!

Wang Daoyun slowly exhaled.

The divine sword circling around him instantly fell into his hand.

*Boom!*

A terrifying Sword Intent instantly erupted into the heavens.

The clouds above hundreds of thousands of miles were torn apart on the spot.

Countless living beings within the surrounding regions suddenly felt their swords trembling uncontrollably.

Sword Cultivators throughout several nearby states abruptly raised their heads in shock.

Their swords were crying.

No!

More accurately, they were actually worshipping!

At this moment, Wang Daoyun’s aura completely changed.

If he previously resembled an immortal descended into the mortal world, then now he resembled the incarnation of Sword Dao itself.

Every strand of his hair emitted sword intent, every breath contained sharpness capable of splitting mountains and rivers.

Behind him, countless vague sword phantoms gradually appeared.

There were ancient bronze swords, broken swords stained with blood, rusted iron swords, jade swords, wooden swords...

Ten thousand swords manifested behind him like the projection of an endless sword world.

Tian Yongheng silently watched this scene.

His expression remained calm as ever, but inwardly, he gave another slight nod.

No wonder this person had so many Connate Providences converged upon him.

His Sword Dao was indeed extraordinary.

Even among Upper Realm geniuses, Wang Daoyun would probably still stand at the top, comparable to those possessing Immortal Emperor level Providence.

Unfortunately...

He met Tian Yongheng.

At this moment, Wang Daoyun suddenly took a step forward.

The entire earth shattered beneath his feet.

His figure transformed into a streak of sword light that instantly crossed space.

A sword slash slowly descended with a world shattering aura.

It was impossible to describe this sword with words.

The moment it appeared, the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to lose all color, as if only this sword remained between heaven and earth.

Sword Intent, Sword Qi, Sword Spirit, the very essence of his Sword Dao, everything had been condensed into this single strike.

Even ordinary peak Immortal Ascension Realm cultivators would probably be annihilated in body and soul by this sword, and even Early Stage Half Immortals could be seriously injured if they were careless.

Yet Tian Yongheng merely quietly raised the wooden stick in his hand.

*Clang!*

The two collided lightly.

There was no earth shattering explosion or terrifying shockwaves.

But at the moment the swords touched, Wang Daoyun’s expression abruptly changed.

He felt his sword intent rapidly collapsing!

No...

It was not being destroyed.

It was being suppressed!

Like the difference between a river and the ocean!

No matter how fierce the river was, it could never overturn the ocean.

Wang Daoyun’s eyes instantly erupted with unprecedented brightness instead of frustration.

"Good!"

*Boom!*

The Sword Intent around his body exploded even further.

His aura actually began rising crazily mid-battle.

The countless sword phantoms behind him merged together one after another before finally condensing into a single ancient heavenly sword phantom.

An aura of desolation and eternity spread out, causing the surrounding void to crack inch by inch.

This was already power approaching the level of an average strike from a Late Stage Half Immortal.

Tian Yongheng finally became slightly serious.

Not because Wang Daoyun could threaten him, but because he respected Wang Daoyun’s Sword Dao.

A sword cultivator capable of reaching such a level in the Mortal World was worthy of respect.

At this moment, Wang Daoyun suddenly laughed loudly.

His laughter shook heaven and earth.

"So this is the Eternal Lord’s Sword Dao, the path above all swords!"

His eyes became brighter and brighter.

"I understand now!"

The sword intent around his body became purer and purer.

A faint immortal aura even began appearing around him.

His Sword Dao had actually faintly touched the threshold of the realm of Sword Immortals!

Tian Yongheng looked at him quietly before finally speaking for the second time since the battle began.

"This sword of yours lacks one thing."

Wang Daoyun’s sword paused slightly as he instinctively asked, "What?"

Tian Yongheng raised the wooden stick, then casually swung downward.

It was an utterly ordinary slash to the extreme.

Yet the moment Wang Daoyun saw this sword, his entire body suddenly froze in place.

His pupils contracted to the limit.

Because in this sword, he saw mountains and rivers, he saw mortal villages, he saw countless living beings struggling through life, he saw joy, sorrow, hatred, love, separation, birth, aging, sickness, and death.

He saw the mortal world itself.

"Your sword..." Tian Yongheng said calmly.

"...lacks humanity."

*Clang!*

The divine sword in Wang Daoyun’s hand suddenly fell to the ground.

His entire body trembled violently.

At this moment, the bottleneck trapping him for thousands of years seemed to have instantly shattered.