Amidst the roaring waves, the black-clothed figure continued forward step by step. His aura seeped out bit by bit.
Around him, many people looked at him with strange expressions. The black-clothed man looked ordinary but his eyes were deep. His eyebrows were slightly different as well. They were like crescent moons and curved blades.
Some people from the Qin Dynasty frowned. Their bodies flashed and they came before him. Someone asked, "Who are you?"
The black-robed silhouette ignored them and continued forward. The aura he exuded enveloped everyone in front of him. In just an instant, the hearts of those people trembled as their pupils violently contracted. In that instant, they felt as though they were in an incomparably terrifying space. That formless aura felt as though it could tear their bodies into pieces at any moment.
The black-clothed man walked step by step towards the center of the banquet as if there was no one there. He gradually walked up into the air. With every step, he was going up.
Gradually, more and more people noticed his existence. Many people looked up at him and raised their eyebrows.
The king of Qin had gathered all the strong cultivators in the world here. The people in front were all top figures of the Eastern Barren Territory. Who was this guy? How dare he be so rude and walk in the air? Was he crazy?
The guards of the Qin Dynasty stepped towards him one after another. However, the aura on him suddenly became extremely terrifying. A terrifying intent seeped out from the black-clothed man. In an instant, a terrifying aura seemed to be born in the vast space. Those who wanted to stop him froze in the air and stared at the incoming figure.
Psst psst … A sharp, ear-piercing sound rang out in the air as a formless aura enveloped the vast void, suppressing the roaring waves. The sound gradually became softer and countless people raised their heads to look in a certain direction in the void. After that, they saw the black-robed figure continuing to walk towards the center of the stage.
As the aura continued to grow stronger, the roaring became softer and softer. The aura gradually dissipated until it completely disappeared. Soon, the entire space became quiet. It was a bit strange.
The appearance of one person suppressed the frenzied aura. The black-clothed man stood proudly in the air. His ordinary appearance became the absolute focus at this moment. It was as if he was the only one in the Qin imperial palace.
At the banquet, the important figures looked at the newcomer. Their eyes froze, and their hearts trembled.
The leader of the Fuyun Sword Clan even stood up. His expression was extremely cold. His gaze was like an unsheathed sword that shot towards the newcomer. It was extremely sharp.
"King Qin invited all the strong cultivators in the Eastern Wilderness. Why didn't he invite me?" His voice was as hard and cold as a rock. His eyes were fixed on King Qin and the other major figures of the top forces.
"I'm afraid I can't invite the eldest disciple of the Cottage." King Qin was still sitting there, staring at the black-robed figure in the air.
The eldest disciple of the Cottage, the Sword Saint.
He actually walked out of the Western Region of the Eastern Barren Territory and came to the Qin imperial palace.
The hearts of the people from the top forces trembled. No one had thought that the Sword Saint would show up at the banquet hosted by the Qin Imperial Palace. It was too crazy.
Not long ago, Qin Ge died outside the Book Mountain. The Sword Saint came to the Qin Dynasty alone. Did he have absolute confidence in his strength?
The vast space was dead silent. Not many people had seen the Sword Saint before. Thus, they didn't know who he was until King Qin's words.
"I heard that the Qin Dynasty is going to order the Eastern Barren Territory to attack the Cottage. Why wouldn't I come?" The Sword Saint's calm voice seemed to contain an invisible force. No matter what the Sword Saint's current plane was, his aura alone could suppress the entire Qin imperial palace.
King Qin still looked at the Sword Saint. He didn't speak, but Qin Yu took a step forward.
He was as famous as Gu Dongliu and Lu Nantian. The Sword Saint had become famous earlier than him and was even more sensational.
The Sword Saint's fame only came from one battle, but he'd challenged the Fuyun Sword Clan.
He'd become famous after one battle.
It had been many years since that battle. What plane was the eldest disciple of the Cottage at now?
"I've long heard of the Sword Saint's name. I'd like to experience it today," Qin Yu said. A terrifying battle intent emanated from his body.
The Sword Saint glanced at Qin Yu. The next moment, there seemed to be a terrible storm above the Qin imperial palace, wreaking havoc in the world.
A towering sword intent filled the air, trying to split the sky. Endless sword intent actually condensed into a sword that floated in the sky.
The sword hung horizontally in the sky, floating above everyone's heads. At this moment, everyone present felt the pressure of the end of the world. It was as if the sword could cut them at any time.
Countless people looked up at the Sword Saint, especially the strong cultivators of the top forces. What level was the Sword Saint at now?
Whoosh …
The sword floating in the sky slashed down. Without any words, the Sword Saint slashed out directly.
There seemed to be no technique or spell used in this slash. It seemed to be the purest and most primitive slash.
The sword fell lightly as if it had no power at all. Like a flash of light, it didn't even target anyone. It just slashed at the center of the stage, where the banquet was being held.
No one moved. Perhaps it was because the strike was too fast, or perhaps it was because they weren't the target of the strike. In any case, no one moved to block the strike. They allowed it to strike the center of the Qin Imperial Palace where the banquet was being held.
Soon after, a thin crack appeared on the ground and extended in different directions. It was like the roots of a tree, rapidly extending in different directions. It arrived at the location where the major powers were and appeared under their feet. Then, it stopped.
The leader of the Fuyun Sword Clan lowered his head and looked at the extremely thin crack. There seemed to be a ray of sword light emanating from it. The ray of sword light seemed to contain unparalleled sword intent as if it could never be destroyed. His eyes released a powerful sword intent. It rushed into the crack and found the sword intent. He wanted to erase it, but he realized that the sword intent couldn't be erased.
This discovery made the leader of the Fuyun Sword Clan tremble uncontrollably. Obviously, he knew what this meant.
This meant that the Sage Will that the Sword Saint had comprehended had surpassed his own. The Sword Will was above his Sword Will.
The first lord of the Royal Xuan Temple also lowered his head and felt the sword intent. His arm trembled and his expression was extremely ugly.
The people of the other forces also lowered their heads and felt extremely unsettled.
Some people with lower cultivation realms felt as though their souls were about to be torn to pieces when they felt the saber intent.
Whoosh, whoosh … At this moment, the sword intent in the crack suddenly exploded and tore everything apart. The crack on the ground kept expanding. In the Qin imperial palace, the ground was torn apart by the ray of sword light. Many deep and terrifying cracks appeared. The light formed by the sword intent gradually dimmed and the remaining powerful sword intent also gradually dissipated. Only a trace of the sword intent was left. From it, one could still vaguely feel the existence of the sword intent.
The vast imperial palace was deathly silent.
Just as the king of Qin ordered the forces of the Eastern Barren Territory to attack the Cottage, the first disciple of the Cottage appeared. He just walked into the palace and slashed as if he was the only one here.
The strong cultivators of the Qin Dynasty all had ugly expressions, especially the king and the crown prince, Qin Yu.
Just then, Qin Yu took out the golden dragon spear. There was a faint dragon roar as if the dragon spear contained the soul of a true dragon.
When the Sword Saint slashed down, he knew that the Sword Saint had gone further than him and comprehended more Sage Intent. If he didn't use the ritual implement, he wouldn't be able to defeat the Sword Saint.
The dragon roared and Qin Yu rose into the air. There seemed to be a true dragon circling around him.
However, the Sword Saint only glanced at him calmly and said, "If you want to fight, I don't mind. But how many people here can leave alive?"
The Sword Saint's words made everyone's hearts tremble. Just now, the Sword Saint had no intention of killing anyone and had slashed the air. However, if a great battle were to break out, even if it was just the aftermath of the blade, most people would not be able to withstand it. A wisp of Sword Will was enough to kill most of the cultivators here. There were only a few who could withstand it.
"The Sword Saint is using the lives of others to threaten others?" Qin Yu stared at the Sword Saint. If they fought, they could obviously fight in the air.
"If there's a next time, this attack won't be like this and it won't necessarily be on the Qin Dynasty," the Sword Saint said emotionlessly. As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and walked away.
Accept Qin Yu's challenge?
He didn't have time for such a boring thing. How did the Qin Dynasty treat the Liu Kingdom? If the Qin Dynasty attacked the Cottage, he could go to the Qin Dynasty and play a gentleman's game with Qin Yu.
"You're leaving just like that?" the king of Qin shouted at the Sword Saint's back.
"You can try to make me stay, but you'll have to bear the consequences," the Sword Saint replied directly. The king of Qin stared at the Sword Saint's back, his expression extremely ugly.
From that sliver of Sword Intent, he could even feel that the Sword Saint's plane was no lower than his.
If he really forced the Sword Saint to stay, no one could predict the consequences. Many people from the Qin Dynasty would die.
Qin Yu gripped the dragon spear tightly and stared at the Sword Saint's back. Was he going to let the Sword Saint go just like that?
There was no time for him to think. The Sword Saint quickly turned into a black dot and was already far away.
The people from various forces also stared at the Sword Saint's back, feeling extremely unsettled.
If the Saber Saint, who was much more powerful than he had been in the past, were to pay a visit to their sect, what would the outcome be? No one dared to think.
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