"Eleventh Disciple, let us quickly comprehend the Martial Arts Will!"
Ignoring everyone else, Tian Chen spoke to Lin Feng before walking towards the giant saber statue, sitting cross-legged about five hundred paces away from it.
Su took in a deep breath, glanced at the giant sword statue, and strode towards it.
At this moment, there were already more than a hundred people sitting cross-legged in front of the giant sword, most of whom were comprehending the Sword Intent from over five hundred paces away; only a few were within.
As Lin Feng approached the giant sword statue, the Sword Intent he felt became increasingly formidable. When he was over eight hundred paces away, he could no longer proceed.
He was unable to withstand the pervasive Sword Intent emanating from the great sword!
The Sword Intent exuding from the giant sword inflicted almost no physical harm, attacking the Divine Soul directly instead. One could only resist it a little with their own Sword Intent.
