When Zuo Yijian trembled, Zuo Lin also noticed the strange movement of his treasured sword. That vast Sword Intent made the scabbard quake violently. Under Zuo Lin's stunned gaze, the scabbard and sword rose into the air.
Zuo Yijian rose as well, staring at his sword. He believed his senses had not been mistaken.
This was Sword Venerable Fudao's Sword Intent!
On Heaven-Mending Platform, more and more people sensed Sword Venerable Fudao's Sword Intent, including Ye Lan.
She turned her head and looked far into the distance, toward Zuo Yijian. Surprise filled her face.
Boom—
The thunderclouds suddenly burst apart, and Outer Sect City instantly brightened. A gale descended from the heavens, making the buildings throughout the city tremble. Outer Sect disciples and Handyman Disciples with low cultivation were crushed to the ground. Everyone struggled to look up, only to see an enormous hole in the thunderclouds above Outer Sect City, spanning dozens of miles in diameter.
The thunderclouds could not gather again. Beneath the sunlight, Chigan Zun and Old Ancestor Kusong fought to a standstill. Separated by a hundred zhang, they continuously cast spells. Their techniques collided, producing fierce winds and brilliant light. The terrifying pressure made the city-protecting light barrier around Outer Sect City twist violently, as though it could shatter at any moment.
"Father... this is..." Zuo Lin looked at Zuo Yijian in disbelief, his voice trembling.
Could his father be the mysterious Sword Venerable Fudao?
The others all had the same thought, because this Sword Intent was simply too powerful.
High in the sky, Chigan Zun, who was locked in battle, also sensed that Sword Intent. His gaze flicked over, locking onto Zuo Yijian, and his brows furrowed tightly.
Could this man be Sword Venerable Fudao?
Just then.
Zuo Yijian suddenly dropped to one knee. Looking