The Broken Sword in his hand caused nearly all the white illusory sword shadows to collapse completely with a thunderous crash!
"What kind of weapon is this?!" Wu Pingsheng finally noticed the strange nature of Ye Tian's sword, and his expression changed.
Though Yuan Yao was surprised in her heart from afar, she was not as affected as Wu Pingsheng.
After learning of the experiences of the Founding Ancestor of the Heavenly Sword Sect, she was perhaps the only person in the world besides Ye Tian himself who knew just how glorious this Broken Sword had once been.
With merely a sword tip, it had turned an ordinary woodcutter into a peerless powerhouse of the world.
Then, it had forcibly taken that powerhouse's life, leaving him utterly helpless.
No matter how terrifying the battle intent this sword displayed next, Yuan Yao probably would not find it too surprising.
Though Ye Tian had heard Yuan Yao tell the sword's past story, he was still rather surprised to see it unleash such immense power.
The combat strength this sword had displayed so far truly exceeded Ye Tian's imagination.
Most crucially, Ye Tian had not even fully grasped how this sword was meant to be used. Up to now, he had almost exclusively wielded it through the simplest chops and slashes.
It could be said that Ye Tian had destroyed the Black Dragon of Destruction and flattened those tens of millions of white sword shadows with a single slash while still rather muddled. Perhaps he had only contributed one percent, while the remaining ninety-nine percent had been accomplished by the sword itself.
Just as with the first sword strike earlier, the terrifying gravity that had suddenly appeared vanished again after the white sword shadows collapsed.
Both instances proved one thing: whenever this sword