Yan Yu once served as the Sun Sword Master. Although his sword intent was just a mere imitation, its power was enough to burn mountains and boil seas.
But it was far inferior to the genuine version.
Chen Yanwei merely extended a finger and gently swiped it, producing countless strands of golden-red light as dense as a comb and as fiery as the sun, which congealed into a beam the instant they burst forth and then slanted down like a Sword Gang.
The four Elders braced as if facing a formidable enemy, exerting all their means to the fullest extent.
Elder Tian roared, achieving Sword-Human Unity, with his sword light swelling tenfold, charging straight at the golden-red beam, like a giant axe chopping at a slender sword.
The moment they collided head-on, he and his sword were broken in two, falling dead on the spot.
