The old man walked very slowly,
but with each step he took, a powerful, razor-sharp aura could be felt. Though his sword remained sheathed, that astonishing Sword Intent relentlessly sliced through the very air, casting immense pressure upon everyone present.
"Buzz" "Buzz, buzz" "..."
Suddenly, a series of humming sounds echoed throughout the courtyard,
The Dong Family's sword-wielding martial artists were all shocked to discover that the swords in their hands seemed unwilling to obey, as if yearning to leap from their sheaths. It seemed that, with just a word or a gesture from the old man, every sword in the courtyard would draw itself forth.
Everyone was deeply shocked,
only Gu Zhan sneered with disdain,
As a fellow Great Cultivator, these seemingly earth-shattering phenomena that the old man summoned were, in fact, nothing but a petty trick of the Dao Realm,
