"This is..."
The one who was immensely shocked by this was Chen Yan.
That overwhelmingly domineering Innate Sword Intent looked extremely familiar to him.
Or rather, fifty-six million years ago, he himself had once been slain by that Innate Sword Intent.
A female Sword Cultivator who looked about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, her long hair tied into a neat high ponytail, with a face as radiant as autumn and a broad-bladed immortal sword wreathed in Immortal Dao Echo on her back, descended into Heaven-Stabilizing Continent from beyond the Space-time Fault.
Before anyone could react, the female Sword Cultivator's figure traced an exceptionally graceful arc through the air, and she struck out with another sword—
Autumn-Spanning Intent!
Pale sword intent tore through the air, its withering, murderous edge blanketing heaven and earth at this moment.
Autumn-Spanning Intent exploded with a thunderous roar. Heaven and earth changed color, like the most glaring midday sun in late autumn, carrying a pallor that stripped all things of life.
Sword intent swept across the land.
Shen Xuanwei still had no time to resist. He could only let that incomparably domineering sword intent sever his right arm, then allow countless black chains to spread from the wound in his torso and drag the arm back.
He wanted to evade.
But from the moment he had taken the first strike, even though his body had been forcibly healed through the resonance between the End's source power and the Space-time Fault, his movements had become extraordinarily sluggish.
Shen Xuanwei tilted his head slightly, his gaze falling on the right arm that had just been severed.
The wound was withering away.
The expression of the Young Cultivator in the Black Daoist Robe grew increasingly grave.
Innate Sword Intent.
Shen Xuanwei's innate divine ability was called Myriad Dao Explication.
This innate