The Carefree Sword Intent resonated and collided with the Sword Path-laden atmosphere within the Dungeon...
It was like honing a sword's blade; its sharpness became increasingly apparent!
Shen Mo allowed his sword intent to bloom freely without restraint, and a sharp aura, growing increasingly intense, emanated from his body.
Ming Yu drew closer. Suddenly, several tiny cuts appeared on her body, frightening her into hastily retreating several dozen feet.
Wei Ye and the others naturally noticed Shen Mo's change. However, this was merely a sign of his sword intent advancing slightly, so it wasn't particularly surprising.
On the contrary, the changes to the altar attracted everyone's attention.
WHOOSH!
Suddenly, a strand of aura separated from the dense, interwoven sword intent and instantly submerged into the altar.
Everyone hurriedly traced it with their sense, only to discover a narrow spatial rift deep within the altar. This strand of sword intent vanished into it.
