Deep within the Sword Dojo, inside an old room that had been completely sealed off.
The air reeked of rust and the sour stench of rotting wood.
The light was extremely dim, and rows of old blades hung on the surrounding walls, blanketed in thick dust.
Red light flashed through the room without warning.
Two figures were brutally slammed onto the dusty wooden floor by the Sky Screen's irresistible higher-dimensional power.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin snapped his eyes open and sprang up like a tightly drawn bow.
His instinct for life and death, honed through years of sword practice, still drove him to press his back against the wall at once.
Yet when Chen Xin's gaze fell on the imposing figure slowly rising beside him.
His pupils constricted violently, and even his breathing stopped completely.
It was a man shrouded in dark red killing intent that had taken physical form.
Even in this strange supernatural world.
The absolute pressure radiating from this man-lofty and aloof, regarding all things as ants-still made Chen Xin's knees go weak.
A god!
A true deity!
Above all, the terrifying sword intent emanating from him, so utterly pure it seemed capable of severing every world in existence, made Chen Xin's very soul tremble uncontrollably.
Suppressed by the deity's presence, Chen Xin said nothing.
He silently lowered his head and took an almost soundless half step aside, putting a distance between them that expressed absolute reverence.
At that moment, the Asura God's blood-red eyes were filled with fury and disbelief.
That eerie red light had actually forcibly displaced him and tossed him into this dark, moldy wreck of a room!
He, the mighty God Realm Enforcer, had been reduced to a fish on someone else's chopping block?
Just as divine power churned within the Asura God's