Feeling Chen Changan's Sword Intent, Huo Zhan was deeply shocked, his eyes filled with fear.
All along, Huo Zhan had believed that no one could surpass him in the way of the sword.
As the Imperial Pavilion Young Master, Chen Changan might be powerful, but Huo Zhan had never thought he could outmatch him in swordsmanship.
Only after seeing him today did Huo Zhan realize just how enormous the gap between them was.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Changan's Sword Intent shattered Huo Zhan's, then spread across all of Eight Kings Mountain.
At the same time, the Sword Intent that soared into the heavens directly destroyed the thunder dragon descending from above.
The sky, which had been blanketed in dark clouds, was now swept clear by the impact of that Sword Intent.
Not a cloud remained for thousands of miles, yet everyone felt as though dazzling beams of light were filling the sky.
It was no exaggeration to say they felt that, with just a thought from Chen Changan, a thunderous attack could descend from the heavens and strike them where they stood.
"Huo Zhan, your strength is indeed impressive. But across the entire True Realm, I'm afraid you can only be called impressive—and nothing more."
"You think too highly of yourself. Do you truly believe that reaching the War God List means you can look down on everyone?"
"You should know that many people couldn't care less about taking part in those so-called Martial God Ranking and War God List competitions."
"Besides, the Martial God Ranking and War God List haven't been around for very long. Many people have never even entered them."
"All that can be said is that the three of you who made the lists are geniuses of a later age."
"But what this