No Longer a Myth (1)

Sword aura slowly gathered around Jiang Ming's fingertip. It was as translucent as jade. However, as soon as the sword aura appeared, the fog on the Saint Cultivation Platform seemed to be in a frenzy. It turned into a flood of spiritual light and gathered toward the sword aura. 

The sword aura spat out spiritual light and turned into a three-foot-long sword made out of spiritual energy in the blink of an eye. 

At this moment, a pure and extremely sharp sword intent filled the area. 

The sword intent rushed into the sky, and the clouds dispersed. The sunlight shone on Jiang Ming, as if he were the only one standing in the light, overlooking the many geniuses in the shadows. 

"This sword intent… It's him!" 

"It's actually him!" 

Everyone's expression changed, and some people could not help but exclaim in shock, their faces filled with disbelief.