Like a white rainbow piercing the sun, a terrifying surge of Sword Qi shot toward the heavens.
WHOOSH!
The Sword Intent was like a great storm, howling in every direction.
The robes of the many Sword Cultivators billowed noisily, and they couldn't even keep their eyes open.
CLANG.
Several nearby Treasure Swords lost control and shot into the air.
Sword Intent only displays its greatest power when paired with a sword.
"To think that in this backwater Qing Province, there's actually someone who can force me to draw my sword."
Young Master Wei gripped a longsword. The entire blade was cyan and enveloped in a layer of sharp Sword Qi. It was longer than a typical sword, with a flat spine engraved with an ancient pattern. The pattern extended down to the guard and grip, right where his hand clasped it.
This was a Middle Grade Spirit Sword, and a Top Level one at that.
