The 'Sword God' turned an intense stare to the God of Slaughter, his expression no longer appearing as aloof and above the current situation as he could hear the confused murmurs rising among the people on the shore, and the shudders going through the three remaining people behind him.
The absolute and unwavering confidence of every member of his Sect to this point, was now starting to falter.
His eyes narrowed, as he struggled to comprehend what happened, as the words of his Disciple, 'it was as if my sword did not dare to go against higher authority' came to his mind, the feeling of his Sword Intent unable to manifest still vivid in his mind.
