The Tuoba Clan's training grounds.
Bare-chested, Tuoba Zhan gripped an enormous black saber in both hands as he fought three of the clan's sparring partners.
The saber was a full five feet long, with a thick, heavy blade, a blood groove carved along its spine, and a black Demonic Beast crystal core set into its hilt.
The entire weapon radiated a savage aura, as though it might devour someone at any moment.
This was the Tuoba Clan's S-Rank weapon, Mountain-Slayer. It weighed three hundred jin, and ordinary Awakened could not even lift it, yet it seemed weightless in Tuoba Zhan's hands.
He was powerfully built, a size larger than others his age, his body covered in knotted muscles. Every swing of his saber whistled through the air.
All three sparring partners were at the Domain Realm Early Stage, but his fierce assault drove them back step by step, leaving them able only to defend.
"What's going on? Is this all you've got?" Tuoba Zhan knocked aside one sparring partner's saber with a slash, then followed through with a kick that sent him flying. "Take this seriously. Again!"
He drew back his saber and stood still, a keen Sword Intent swirling around him.
It was the Sword Intent he had comprehended-Tyrant Blade Intent!
With one slash, it was as though a sovereign had descended upon the world, dominating all beneath heaven.
"Zhan!" a voice called from the edge of the grounds.
Tuoba Zhan turned and saw Tuoba Hong standing at the edge, beckoning to him.
He planted his saber in the ground, wiped the sweat from his face, and walked over to ask.
"Uncle, what is it?"
Tuoba Hong handed him the intelligence on Lin Jin.
"Take a look at this first."
Tuoba Zhan took it and skimmed through it, his