"Sixth Rank Peak Sword Intent?????"
Ye Tian's eyes were unusually solemn, his heart shaken.
Had the opponent's sword intent really reached such a realm?
Moreover.
The opponent had already reached the level of all things as a sword; with just a casual gesture, the sword intent contained within their sword blade was even more terrifying than that of a typical high grade chaos treasure's sword.
And what shocked Ye Tian even more was that within the opponent's casual fingertip sword blade, there was a realm that he could somewhat guess but couldn't entirely understand.
It was a drunken intent.
Yes.
A drunken intent.
There are countless realms, and Dao rhythms.
But drunken intent was something Ye Tian was encountering for the first time, even, learning about it for the first time.
This drunken intent clearly originated from the opponent's own creation.
Quite, quite, quite incredible.
