A sword.
Just a single sword.
The formidable Red Dragon Dharma Image vanished in an instant, the Sword Intent of the entire Lotus River was flung into the air, mighty waves surged and broke apart, this Sword Qi shattered the sky, and streaked hundreds and thousands of yards forward, with an unstoppable momentum as if to break out of the Grotto Heaven and travel to the external world.
Xu Nianning stood, transfixed, upon the churning river waters.
In her life, she had never seen such vast, such piercing Sword Intent.
Duan Zhao was equally stunned.
Water from the Lotus River rose and fell, carrying countless Daoist rhythms, draping over the shoulders of the two of them.
If anyone had persevered until this moment, without leaving, they would have, like Xu Nianning and Duan Zhao, felt this "Dao Blessing" stirred by Xie Xuanyi's Sword Qi.
The Sword Intent left behind by the sages of the Sword Palace through the ages, mixed in the river water, sank into the Heart Lake.
