Suddenly, the Golden Sword Rang Within Its Case

"It really was this sword—"

Among the many "outsiders" in the distance, who knew how many voiced similar sentiments at that moment.

High overhead, drifting clouds broke apart, cleaved straight through by a momentary burst of invisible sword intent. For an instant, an exceptionally clear stretch of night sky appeared, and the radiance of stars and moon quietly spilled through.

Within mere breaths, the magnificent sword silhouette dispersed. Only the boundless, blood-red "Scar of the Sky" in the distance remained unmoved, barring the way. Even that brilliant golden slash had failed to cross its boundary.

Yet the thousand-armed, thousand-eyed Buddha manifestation nearby showed an obvious hesitation for the first time. The thousand arms dancing behind him could not help but falter.

Those hundreds upon hundreds of "Dharma eyes," imbued with the essence of countless evil beings, had already spread over heaven and earth like a net. Now, before this golden light of unfathomably pure sharpness, they suffered an invisible slash, and droplets of black blood began seeping from them!

Amid silent wails, the lingering malice and fear within those pupils, along with all their roots of evil, were swiftly replaced by deeper hues. They even seemed to show faint signs of truly collapsing and dissipating.

"A renowned sword of antiquity. To think my destined tribulation would lie here—"

The "Buddha" murmured and closed his eyes. Clearly, merely looking upon it had injured him.

The sword case cradled in Yan Chixia's arms shook even more violently, as though an untamable dragon were sealed within, about to break its bonds and soar into the highest heavens!

The bearded swordsman had turned pale. Offering a warrior's blood to the sword had clearly taken an enormous toll, yet his eyes shone with frightening intensity, filled with an unwavering resolve to press forward.

Blood spilled,