Su Changqing held the Purple Gold Divine Sword, surrounded by Sword Intent that filled the sky.
His expression was calm and indifferent, an overwhelming and terrifying pressure sweeping across the land.
The person was still the same, but now Su Changqing surveyed the gathered crowd like an emperor.
"Emperor... Emperor's Aura!"
The advancing demon clans halted in their tracks.
They exchanged glances, eyes filled with fear and awe.
This sudden feeling resembled subjects meeting their sovereign, brimming with helplessness and dread.
The Emperor's Aura at the pinnacle of Sword Dao!
Only by facing Su Changqing now can one understand how terrifying that pressure is.
Not just anyone can be called a Sword God.
"What are you waiting for! Kill him!"
As silence enveloped the heavens and earth, Sheng Yu's furious shout echoed again.
Su Changqing was indeed exhausted, a perfect opportunity to attack.
If they waited for his recovery, it would become even tougher!
"Kill!"
