A massive ravine stretched before them, several hundred meters long. The trade route followed its edge in a semicircle, allowing them to feel the sharp sword intent within the ravine with extraordinary clarity.
Along this narrow road, the many previously noisy merchant teams fell silent, their expressions solemn and grave, saying nothing as though the subject were taboo.
Only the clattering of carriage wheels remained.
Having learned that this was Lin Shuguang's first time entering the Five Elephants Mountain Range, Liu Duozhuang specifically gave him a look, warning him not to circulate his cultivation method without permission, lest he draw the invincible sword intent here.
Lin Shuguang nodded. In fact, he had already sensed the sword intent here from a thousand meters away.
This sword intent was far sharper than any he had ever encountered. Even the sword intent he had obtained from the Steel Alliance back then could not compare to its purity and overwhelming power.
That alone showed that whoever had unleashed this sword intent was a true powerhouse!
It was not that Lin Shuguang did not care how powerful that person was, but he cared even more about the Baojian Sect.
Someone from the Baojian Sect had descended the mountain and left behind sword intent with a single strike that had endured for thirty years, never weakening within the pit. Presumably, the sect's reserves of strength were considerable.
At the very least, it was far, far stronger than their "small world."
Lin Shuguang could not help looking forward even more to the surprises the Baojian Sect would bring him.
After more than an hour, they finally left the sword pit far behind, and expressions of relief appeared on many faces.
Liu Duozhuang even opened his wineskin and took a swig while no one was watching. Only after