Above the sea of black flames, millions of pink butterflies danced and fluttered.
It was a vast beauty, and a magnificent beauty as well.
It was the kind of beauty that took one's breath away.
Beauty alone, naturally, did not fit the true meaning of this sword.
The sea of black flames contained a terrifying, despair-inducing power of destruction, as if those wildfires could burn forever without end, reducing even Wuyou Palace's seemingly endless dome and this divine palace that had endured for countless ages without decaying or perishing to ashes.
Those petals were beautiful, yes, but they also made people uneasy. They were dense and overwhelming, covering the sky and earth. Every one of them was adorable yet fierce, beautiful yet dangerous.
They had all been conjured from the purest Sword Qi, and every peach blossom possessed enough power to shatter a person to pieces.
That Sword Qi, filled with threat and slaughter, was breathtaking.
When Qian Du saw the pink peach blossoms filling the sky, her eyes instantly brightened.
She wore an expression of utter disbelief. She had never expected that merely taking the name "peach blossom" on a whim would truly cause countless peach blossoms to manifest in Li Mu Yang's hands.
Could it be that Li Mu Yang truly knew the origin of this sword?
The pink peach blossoms blotted out the sky, and the Fragrance Array Piercing the Heavens rose into the air.
Wan Guiyi felt immense pressure.
This sword had no Sword Qi—every flower was Sword Qi.
This sword also had no Sword Intent, because no one could tell where its intent lay.
It was as if this sword had been slashed out purely for the sake of looking beautiful.
But Wan Guiyi clearly knew that this was absolutely not the case.
The reason