"After suffering three consecutive defeats, I finally gained enlightenment," he said with a soft sigh.
A trace of nostalgia appeared on Huang Huan's face as he continued, "Human strength has its limits; it will eventually run dry."
Human strength had its limits.
Sword cultivators were the most aloof creatures in the cultivation world.
As long as their swords remained unbroken and their will unshattered, they would not bow to anyone.
But once a sword cultivator lowered his head, would he still be a proud and aloof sword cultivator?
Just thinking about it, how could there be an undefeated sword cultivator in the world?
Huang Huan's words immersed everyone in the hall in contemplation.
Defeat?
Han Muye knew that sword cultivators were not invincible.
But what if he could be undefeated?
"Actually, there's another way." At this moment, Huang Huan's voice sounded again.
Han Muye looked at him and saw a hint of loneliness on his face.
"Fight to the end and never look back.
