In an instant, the very color of the heavens and the earth seemed to change.
"My God, is that… is that a sword?"
"This, this…"
On both banks of the Qingyuan River, a tidal wave of shouts erupted. The streak of sword light pierced through the void, its sharp aura seeming to threaten the very existence of the world.
"If I, Chen Yang, do not annihilate your Imperial Clan today, I will take my own life here at the Qingyuan River!"
A stunned silence fell over the crowd.
BOOM!
A wave of sword qi, originating from the opposite riverbank, instantly saturated every inch of air in the vicinity. Even the surface of the Qingyuan River was scored with countless invisible cuts. The eight-hundred-meter-wide river now resembled a spiderweb of slashes.
The ground cracked, and sand and stones were sent flying.
"This…"
