Ahead lay an enormous chasm, as though someone had cleaved it open with a single sword stroke. It cut across east and west, making every step forward impossible.
Ning Chen got down from the carriage and moved his wheelchair toward the chasm, only to feel an overwhelmingly powerful will crash into him head-on, sending the blood and qi within him churning at once.
Ning Chen was aghast. There were actually experts in this world so terrifying that they could imprint their will upon heaven and earth, leaving it undispersed through the ages.
He had already met quite a few peak ninth-rank experts—Qing Ling, Xia Miaoyu, and even the Divine Son were all at that realm, and among its strongest figures at that.
However, he knew that not one of them could possibly achieve this.
Only an Innate expert possessed such heaven-shaking, earth-shattering power.
This sword scar had existed for many years. Even the dust had turned black. Under all heaven, the only one who could split heaven and earth apart with a single sword strike was undoubtedly Sword City's supreme sword.
The pressure in Ning Chen's heart grew heavier. Everyone knew that Sword City's sword had yet to reach the Innate realm. Now, it seemed that this was not because its talent fell short, but because it simply did not care.
This one sword had, to a great extent, revealed that Sword City's sword had already transcended the bounds of mortals. Even the shackles of flesh could not obstruct that invincible sword intent.
As someone from another world, Ning Chen found it difficult to comprehend how the sword in a person's hand could reach such a terrifying realm.
This was no longer a human. It was a true sword, a sword that could contend with heaven and earth.
No wonder