"...Then who governs the continent?"
"Hehehe, we have people for that"
"Enough of that," Sheng Tian cut in. He took out his Devouring Sword and pointed it at Long Chen, "Show me the power of Sword Intent!"
Not surprised in the slightest, everyone backed away and Long Chen created some distance from Sheng Tian.
Sheng Tian activated his draconic form and circulated his qi while Long Chen merely pointed his sword at the ceiling.
A sharp aura filled the room despite Long Chen not moving an inch. The spectators covered themselves in a layer of qi while Sheng Tian took it head on with his body. Loud scraping noises that resembled metal rubbing against metal were heard and some white marks appeared over his body.
Sheng Tian had a smile on his face and a fire burned in his eyes.
'So this is Long Chen's Sword Intent. It's like it can cut anything'
