Everyone stared wide-eyed at the Rift, at the direction where those terrifying eyes had disappeared, and at the unseen yet lingering saber gleam that still made their hearts palpitate. Then, they slowly turned their heads to look at Shen Jin in the distance.
The Sword Emperor still stood with his hands behind his back, looking as calm as if nothing had happened.
Xu Wuyi stood before the Rift, gazing in the direction where the Beast King had vanished. An indescribable feeling welled up in his heart. In that fleeting moment just now, he had clearly perceived the power of that saber gleam.
It was no ordinary Saber Technique, nor an ordinary application of Rules, but something far deeper that he had never seen before. When that saber gleam struck, he felt as though the entire world had frozen in that instant. This wasn't born of fear or oppression, but because that strike itself was a part of the Rules.
It was Divine Intent.
