The Big Dipper Seven-Star Sword Formation displayed by the Chen Clan's younger generation, along with Chen Xiaojun's final Fatal Sword-Drawing Technique, had left deep sword scars in the sky. The sheer visual impact left everyone shaken long afterward.
"Look at the depth and length of those sword scars. That power... it practically rivaled a Soul Douluo's attack."
"The power was certainly astounding, but what shocked me even more was the speed of that sword. Fast as lightning! What miraculous sword move was that?"
"What do you think would happen if you faced him?"
"Me? Heh, his sword left a trace across the sky. I'd be leaving my life behind."
"Was that some kind of combined strike technique?"
"No, it was more like a magic formation-a sword formation."
"Every one of those sword moves was ingeniously crafted. They were clearly tailor-made for the Seven Kill Sword."
"Isn't that stating the obvious? Anyone with eyes could see that."
"It might sound obvious, but have you thought about this? That sword formation consisted of seven people. The young masters who formed it ranged from Soul Grandmaster to Soul King in soul power, yet they already demonstrated such might."
"What would it look like if those gentlemen from the middle generation performed it instead?"
At those words, everyone nearby fell into thought. "Uh... that would be..."
"They could probably contend with a Titled Douluo," someone ventured.
Those words plunged their surroundings into silence. The shock in everyone's hearts defied description, leaving only heavy breathing echoing through the air.
"No wonder the Chen Clan dared to announce its return to the world. Their strength truly is no small matter."
"The Number One Family Under Heaven certainly lives up to its name. They're the cream of the cream."
"Shh. Never mind the four Title Douluo level