High above the firmament, that beam of sword light tore through the eternal darkness, carrying a tyrannical and overbearing might that did not belong to the Xuanxiao Continent, and slashed straight toward the Sword Tomb.
Lin Xinghe's heart gave a violent jolt, as if squeezed by an invisible giant hand, and a sense of suffocation instantly rushed to her chest. The Sword Talisman in her sea of consciousness began to hum uneasily, as if sensing something, every tremor pulling at her soul. It was a throbbing connection of blood and a call originating from the deepest depths of the soul.
"What... what is this?" Lu Feng's voice trembled. He looked up; that beam of sword light was not merely a visual shock, but rather like a sharp sword suspended above their heads, ready to fall at any moment and hack them to pieces.
Chapter 111