In the void of endless darkness, a sparkling river flowed quietly, with neither its source nor its end in sight.
This was the River of Sword Dao, situated within the space of the Great Dao. There were no stars here, no worlds, only endless darkness, and it was the only light in that darkness.
The River of Sword Dao was vast and boundless, radiating an ancient and eternal aura.
Somewhere along the River of Sword Dao, two figures were engaging in battle, their forms weaving and sword qi crisscrossing. Their sword qi was incredibly powerful, but when it fell into the vast River of Sword Dao, not even a splash was raised.
As the scene zoomed in, looking from behind the two men, the River of Sword Dao seemed like an immense ocean, endless from any direction one looked.
The collision of two strands of sword qi, carrying the dominant might that could shatter heavens and earth, forced both figures to retreat in unison, creating a distance of ten thousand miles between them.
