It was much like how, according to the theory behind Three-Five-Seven Sword, there were still Thirty Thousand Swords beyond Seven Thousand Swords. But cultivating Thirty Thousand Swords through the prescribed method was already beyond human capability.
Thus, it was destined to exist only in theory.
At this moment, the Sword Qi Wang Qianqiu unleashed shot into the heavens. Its form no longer resembled Three-Five-Seven Sword, but the instant it appeared, Chen Liao and Xie Wu recognized it. That intensely imploding Sword Qi clearly originated from Three-Five-Seven Sword.
And the speed with which Wang Qianqiu unleashed Seven Thousand Swords even surpassed Chen Liao's Three Thousand Swords. Such terrifying Sword Qi demanded an immeasurably vast reserve of true essence, yet he had unleashed it in an instant.
But how was that possible?!
Xie Wu was bewildered.
Chen Liao was chilled to the bone.
Unlike Xie Wu, Chen Liao had personally experienced Xu Yi's sword and understood just how terrifying it was. Even the Heavenly Demon Armor he had spent countless years and immense effort forging—after hunting countless Heavenly Demon corpses in the Purple Domain and enlisting the Pill Venerable's masterful skills—could not fully defend against it. It had still injured him. This was simply beyond his comprehension.
The crowd's reaction might have taken a long time to describe, but in truth, it all happened in an instant.
Just as the thought flashed through everyone's minds, Xu Yi unleashed a second sword, then a third in quick succession.
Faced with such overwhelming, overbearing sword strikes, Chen Liao had no ability to fight back. The Sword Qi cleaved him through the air, sending him tumbling wildly in every direction.
"A Purple Mansion, a Purple Mansion Lord! This is a Purple Mansion Lord! How can this be? How can this be..."
The White-bearded Elder couldn't