All magic cultivators held their breath.
All Immortal Sect Citizens aboard the fleets fell into contemplation.
At this moment, everyone knew that no one could interfere in a duel between True Immortal heirs. Whether enemy or ally, whoever dared to make a move, for whatever reason, would surely be torn to pieces by these sword cultivators like wolves and tigers.
At this moment, no military law held any power.
"Chang'an Son of Heaven, Wei Bo Yamen Soldiers..."
"The Son of Heaven is whoever commands mighty troops and sturdy horses..."
Yuan silently watched this scene, inexplicably recalling certain events recorded in the history books.
These sword cultivators were exceedingly dangerous!
Under the Sword Immortal's indulgence, they had become sharp to the utmost extreme, dangerous to the utmost extreme—a sharp sword that wounded both others and itself.
If, in the future, the Sword Immortal became an emperor, an age of flourishing sword dao would surely arrive.
If there was a future, and the future Sword Emperor entered his twilight years like the Ancient Emperor of Myriad Laws, these sword cultivators would certainly lose control. Other than the Sword Emperor, no living being could restrain these vicious weapons.
At that time, the Endless Starry Sky would fall into a terrible calamity!
If the Immortal Sect mishandled matters then, it might perish amid the sword cultivators' unrest. Blood rain would endlessly fall across the Endless Starry Sky, and the Sword Dao Immortal Dynasty would surely perish within a single generation like Qin Shi Huang.
This was not a regime that could be passed down in stable succession.
Though such a future was distant, and none of this generation's Immortal Sect Cultivators could live to see it—because no living being of this era could enter old age alongside the Sword Emperor—it still required early planning.