Streaks of lightning tore through the sky, shattering mountain after mountain.
Mountains collapsed and rivers shattered. An endless torrent of the dual energies of heaven and earth erupted, sweeping through the air before surging into Fang Min's body.
At that moment, aside from Fang Min, Yu Dieyi, and the few others at the very center of the event, Fang Yang was the most crucial figure present.
For it was he who stood guard for Fang Min.
Fortunately, everything went smoothly.
Fang Min had successfully ascended to sainthood on the path of Sword Dao, becoming a Sword Saint!!
'Sometimes, the era you live in and the opportunities you're given matter far more than individual effort,' Fang Yang reflected.
For some reason, his thoughts drifted to Sen Wei, Yu Qingyun, and the other young Great Saints.
That group of young Great Saints had been sealed within the Demon Emperor's dream realm, still unable to emerge.
