Gu Jian's hair stood on end at once, his limbs turning ice-cold as he sensed an unimaginable, terrifying danger. Just as he was about to summon the sword-qi vortex with all his strength to block it, the countless streams of sword qi shattered beneath that crystalline sword qi.
The crystalline sword qi swiftly entered Gu Jian's body. His body jolted, blood pouring from his seven orifices as he fell from midair, his fate unknown.
Before anyone could understand what had happened, the battle had ended in an instant. Everyone wore stunned expressions.
"Just now, we only saw a thread of sword qi shoot from Zhao Fu's eyes, and then it was all over. What attack did this Imperial Prince just use? Gu Jian was defeated without even the slightest ability to resist."
Yet the situation was far from simple. Gu Jian lay on the ground with an extremely weak aura, as though he could die at any moment. The Ancient Sword Sect's Sect Master hurried down from the stands to examine Gu Jian's injuries. His expression then darkened as he said, "Sword intent erosion!"
The Ancient Sword Sect's Sect Master pressed two fingers to Gu Jian's brow. Traces of white sword light seeped into Gu Jian's body, and Gu Jian's injuries gradually stabilized. The Sect Master let out a sigh of relief.
Then, turning to Zhao Fu with a trace of anger, he said, "Imperial Prince, wasn't your hand a little too heavy? You actually used such tyrannical sword intent to erode Gu Jian. Do you know that it could destroy his sword intent, turning him into a cripple—or even costing him his life?"
Zhao Fu did not know how to answer. Faced with that immense sword qi just now, the intent of the Killing Sword had instinctively reacted. This