Rumble!
After all, it was the gate of the mountain sect's grand formation. One slash of the sword shattered it, and in the chain reaction, the protective light curtain behind it split apart as well. The sect nestled among the endless mountains appeared before everyone's eyes!
Qin Yun stood there dumbfounded, her eyes filled with shock.
"Waiting for permission was too slow. Now it looks like they're very eager to welcome us, doesn't it?" I watched hundreds upon hundreds of students and mentors rise into the air, a faintly mocking smile curling at the corners of my mouth.
"Senior! How can you do this?!" Qin Yun asked anxiously.
"Don't they usually have conflicts with your Qingle Academy? Consider this sword a little lesson for them." I looked at the students and mentors who had gone from flying around like headless flies searching for a target to treating Qin Yun and me as the prime suspects. In a cold voice, I said, "I have brought a junior here today to seek guidance in the sword dao of your Huaying Academy. Choose three prodigies of equal caliber to fight her. If she wins, this junior's life and divine sword will both belong to you. But if she loses, then with a sword like this—"
As my voice fell, a wisp of Sword Qi shot out from between my brows. With a hiss, it streaked toward the ground straight ahead. The earth trembled as it split in two, and the end of the fissure vanished beyond sight.
The surrounding river water soon poured into it, yet could not fill even a fraction of the chasm. Instead, mist billowed upward, making the depths appear unfathomable.
This was sword intent capable of cleaving mountains and overturning seas, of changing the course of mountains and rivers.