When the sword intent first appeared, there was no earth-shattering momentum, not even the sharp sound of ordinary sword qi slicing through the air.
It simply floated quietly in the trajectory drawn by Lu Chang'sheng's fingertips, like solidified moonlight, or a line separating illusion from reality.
However, the instant the gaze of Dan Heavenly God and Xuantian God touched this sword intent—
"Pfft!"
The Dan Heavenly God groaned, his eyes suddenly searing with pain, and involuntarily shed tears of blood!
The raging Original Golden Flame around him seemed to be swept by an invisible chill, the intensity suddenly stalled, and its color dimmed by three shades.
The Slaughter Realm Sword in Xuantian God's hand let out a mournful "buzz," the sword body trembled fiercely, and the originally soaring blood-red Slaughter Energy recoiled like a tide, shrinking desperately back into the sword body, no longer daring to leak out a fraction.
