The Might of the Sword

The two individuals exchanged a glance, nodded politely to Lu Yuan, and then turned their heads to focus on the situation at the mountain gate, refraining from further conversation.

Only then did Lu Yuan release his oppressive aura, relieving the burden on everyone’s shoulders. They felt as if a towering mountain had been lifted from above them.

“Today will determine the life or death of our Heavenly Sword Sect. As elders of the sect, I hope each of you can fight until the very last moment. Whoever dares to betray the sect shall face consequences as immense as this mountain!”

A glimmer of divine light flashed in Lu Yuan’s eyes as he spoke with a serious expression. With a wave of his sleeve, a brilliant sword radiance shot forth!

The terrifying sword intent made everyone’s scalp tingle as if their bodies were about to be torn apart. They even felt that a mere glance from this flying sword could slay them!