"Senior Sword God!"
Within the valley, the wind suddenly fell silent as Sword Intent began to hum.
Elder Li gazed up at Qin Yang, his eyes welling with tears of excitement. He reached out a trembling hand, his belief unwavering.
Without a doubt.
This was the real Sword God himself!
The moment he arrived, he needed no words of proof. The humming Sword Intent within the valley, the Spiritual Charm of the world itself—it all revolved around him, acknowledging him as its true center.
It was as if...
Everything was singing in celebration of "his" arrival!
"Unbelievable!"
Lin Mofeng glanced around at the Sword Intent filling the valley, utterly shocked. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.
At this moment, the Sword Intent in the valley hummed, its crisp and pleasant sound like a melody played on chime bells. Faintly, one could even discern a note of joy.
Even the sword in his own hand wanted to fly out of his grasp and chase after the Jianghai Sword God in the sky!
