Within the thousand-zhang radius, winds and clouds surged in an instant, myriad streams of Sword Qi manifested, boundless and endless, their fierce might blanketing the sky, brimming with oppression.
Swoosh!
The tide of Sword Qi converged in a flash, transforming into a giant sword a hundred-zhang long.
Within, a three-foot ancient sword slowly emerged.
Clang!
Sword Intent soared to the heavens, slaughter roiled forth; it sent chills down the spine, making hearts tremble in terror.
The young man raised his hand with a casual wave.
The hundred-zhang giant sword swept forth, tip aimed directly at Xu Yang.
Clang! Clang!!
It was as though ten thousand divine swords were singing in unison—deafening, shaking the heavens and earth.
The giant sword tore through the void, stirring a vast ocean of Sword Qi that covered the sky and earth; sword light rained like a myriad phenomena born with every drop.
"What terrifying Sword Intent."
