"Clang!"
Though it was only a strand of sword intent, as the sword light fully emerged from the scroll, surging sword pressure crashed down from the sky like a towering wave.
That sword cry sounded even more like the roar of some deity.
It made the cultivators' hearts tremble violently, filling them with an inexplicable reverence.
Some even felt the urge to prostrate themselves in worship.
"Sword, Emerge!"
When the sword intent had accumulated to a certain degree and was growing increasingly difficult to control, Ouyang Xuan shouted, raised his sword fingers, and pointed toward the Star-Plucking Terrace.
With a whoosh, the seven-foot streak of sword light tore straight through the air toward the Star-Plucking Terrace.
Its momentum was so immense that it seemed poised to plow open this entire stretch of heaven and earth.
At the sight, everyone felt certain that the North Wind Formation around the Star-Plucking Terrace would break this time.
But what they had not expected was this.
The instant the Demon-Breaking Sword flew toward the Star-Plucking Terrace, an arrow shot out of the North Wind Formation amid a howling gale, heading straight for the Demon-Breaking Sword.
Boom!
With a tremendous crash, everyone discovered, their faces full of astonishment, that the sword light formed from the Demon-Breaking Sword's sword intent had actually been pierced by that single arrow.
More terrifying still, the gale that had flown out with the arrow abruptly transformed into a storm the moment the sword light shattered and rushed toward the crowd.
Boom!
Although the storm was nowhere near as powerful as the arrow, many cultivators present were still blown back step after step, and some even had to summon their treasures to steady themselves.
Ouyang Xuan, Zhu Chen, and Yun Zhong cared nothing for the lives of these ordinary cultivators. At