It was Ye Lin's Sword Intent.
But it was no ordinary Sword Intent. It contained a certain law, nearly condensing into tangible form.
A trace of gravity flashed through Helian Guhong's eyes.
He realized that the person before him was far more dangerous than he had anticipated.
If he continued fighting with such a careless attitude, he would very likely suffer a crushing loss.
He decided to get serious.
Helian Guhong suddenly exerted force. The silver-white radiance on his feather fan surged, blasting Ye Lin several steps back.
He retreated several zhang, widening the distance once more. Holding the feather fan horizontally before himself, he closed his eyes.
The next moment, he opened them.
The gentle refinement in his eyes had vanished, replaced by a cold, almost cruel sharpness.
"I admit that I underestimated you."
"But I have seen enough of your sword path. From here on, I will not hold back."
"If I allow you to grow, you will inevitably become a grave threat to my Chaos Ancient Clan."
Helian Guhong spoke seriously, his expression dark.
At this moment, he understood Ye Lin's terror.
Here and now, he would strangle Ye Lin in the cradle completely, leaving him no chance to grow.
He drew a circle before himself with the feather fan.
Within that circle, the Void began to twist, and a black vortex slowly emerged.
Lightning flickered in the depths of the vortex. Storms howled, and a heart-palpitating power was brewing.
"One of my bloodline divine abilities: Chaos Thunder Domain."
Helian Guhong's voice echoed across the Boundary Sea.
The black vortex abruptly expanded, instantly covering a space several hundred zhang wide.
Ye Lin had no time to evade and was swallowed by the vortex.
Inside the vortex was an entirely different world.
There was no sky, no earth—only