More than ten thousand years.
The livestream chat had slowed down. Not because no one was posting, but because everyone was watching the feed.
Those four Sword Marks piercing the planetary core were too shocking to behold.
Several seconds passed before the chat came back to life.
"Who fought a battle here...?"
"They actually set up an array this huge..."
"The Great Red Spot is a remnant of a war between cultivators in the Primordial Era?"
"The traces of a single battle are still here after ten thousand years?"
"Those red clouds—all of them are compressed Sword Intent at its absolute limit?"
"This... is terrifying..."
Yang Wanqing's lips trembled. Not from the cold.
She was a Golden Body Realm cultivator. She knew what Sword Intent was.
But she could not imagine what kind of sword could cleave open the space within a planet.
What kind of battle could leave a scar on a planet larger than Blue Star itself?
A scar that had not healed in ten thousand years.
Chen Siyao clenched her fists.
She watched the Blood Fiend Sword Intent surging outside the barrier. Every strand drifted aimlessly.
No direction, no target. Yet the killing intent remained.
Ten thousand years.
Whoever had created this Sword Intent had long since vanished. Perhaps they were dead. Perhaps they had gone to another star region.
But the Sword Intent still lived.
The killing intent still lived.
Chen Siyao knew this had not been a simple battle.
This was...
An array.
The Blood Fiend Sword Intent was not a by-product of battle. It had been deliberately compressed and deliberately sealed within this region.
Those four Sword Marks were not the traces of casually unleashed attacks. Their positions, angles, and spacing formed a particular geometric relationship.
An ancient killing array compressed to its absolute