Ruins Sea.
Nine Layers Land.
Lady Sword, originally breathtakingly beautiful, was now absolutely suppressed by the power of the stunning sword dance domain that Yan Chuan seemed to unfold in an instant but had actually been brewing for a long time. In an instant, it seemed as if she fell into an endless hell, as if trapped in a muddy swamp, her movements suddenly slowed down, her True Qi instantly bound, as if all her cultivation and all her methods were restrained by Yan Chuan.
"No no no!"
"This is impossible!"
Lady Sword was filled with fear and panic.
However.
In this domain, Yan Chuan was like a ruler; his sword moved as he wished, commands were effortlessly followed, and Sword Qi moved as he pleased—
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
Tens of thousands of Sword Qi burst forth simultaneously.
Crack crack crack!
With the beautiful scene shattering, it seemed Lady Sword was just another beautiful scene among them, equally fragmented!
Lady Sword!
Dead dead dead dead!
...
"What?"
