It's like splitting the black curtain and seeing the blue sky again.

That sword light stretched for three thousand meters, as if it had cut open the sky. It was like a trace in the sky, constantly spreading the astonishing power of the sword.

Chen Feng didn't know how to describe the power of that sword.

All in all, I feel indescribably insignificant in front of him.

Staring at the figure that split the dark sky and stood proudly above the Juejian Peak, Chen Feng suddenly felt a burst of pride and yearning from within.

"What a strong swordsmanship..."

Tuoba Wuxiang said softly, but there was a hint of joy on his face.

Because... Wang Yuandao succeeded.

The entire Huntian Sect is happy to have one more Hedao Realm, because the Huntian Sect has not had a new Hedao Realm born for hundreds of years.

As the sect continues to decline, fewer and fewer geniuses and peerless geniuses will be worshiped, and the birth of strong men will also become fewer and fewer.

In the end, it really fell to the bottom and ceased to exist.

On the contrary, the more geniuses and peerless geniuses who join the sect, the greater the probability that strong men will be born, and the sect will become more and more prosperous.

"Today, I, Wang Yuandao, have successfully merged with each other. I will continue the legacy of Juejian Peak and prosper forever."

Wang Yuandao stands high in the sky, his robes are billowing, his sword energy is overflowing, and the power of his sword is unparalleled. His voice resounds in all directions, like thunder roaring, thousands of swords vibrating together, deafening.

"Junior Brother Wang, congratulations on your joining the Tao." Tuoba Wuxiang said.

"Master Wangfeng, congratulations on joining the Dao."

"Senior Brother Wang, congratulations on your joining the Tao."

Sounds followed from all directions, resounding in the sky above Huntian Sect and spreading farther and farther.

"Master." Chen Feng was extremely excited.

"My lord." Yang Tao was even more excited than Chen Feng because he had followed Wang Yuandao for many years. Yang Tao knew everything Wang Yuandao had experienced and had even faced it together.

I originally thought that Wang Yuandao would just wait for his longevity to fade away, but he didn't expect that he would be able to join the Tao again.

For a moment, Yang Tao was in tears.

"Huh, what's so proud of? It's just that I'm a Taoist. In the future, I'll not only be able to be a Taoist, but I'll also become a saint." Han Daoling hummed in a low voice.

However, no one cared about his words.

Hedao?

How can it be so easy.

What's more, it's the process of becoming a saint after joining the Tao.

If it was that easy, why would the Huntian Sect decline to this point?

"Uncle Yang, we reject Jianfeng." Chen Feng said to Yang Tao immediately, and then bowed to Tuoba Wuxiang and a group of elders.

As for Han Daoling, Chen Feng simply ignored him. He was just a somewhat capable but arrogant and ignorant person.
Chapter completed!