The baleful aura-transformed gale began to spin, faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, it formed a massive reverse vortex in the sky!
Feeling the power of that gale from afar, the expressions of several True Immortals changed in unison. "Transforming qi into intent?"
Swords had sword qi, sabers had saber qi. Only when cultivated to the extreme could qi transform into intent.
Dongsheng had someone who grasped sword intent—True Immortal Qi Ya—but she had only mastered the barest fundamentals.
It was hard to say whether Central Province had anyone who had achieved great mastery of sword intent, but even if it did, this Broken Blade was unattended. How could it transform qi into intent on its own?
The True Immortals could all tell that no one was controlling the Broken Blade—the aura on the saber was simply not something a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator could wield.
Yet farther away, a Green-Clad Woman watched the gale from afar, her expression complicated.
There were another seven or eight people beside her, all Golden Core Realm cultivators. One of them was a female Golden Core Realm cultivator, none other than the foremost Golden Core Realm rogue cultivator, Dai Wanwan.
The next moment, the vortex formed by the gale around the Broken Blade swept swiftly toward the surging black shadows beyond the black Jiaotan.
The gale blew toward the boundless black shadows, black so dense they were nearly like ink. No matter how one looked at it, it seemed like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
But that was not the case at all. When the blackness filling the sky met the gale, it was like butter meeting a hot knife, melting and evaporating in an instant.
Melting was one thing. Evaporation was what was truly terrifying.
An almost imperceptible