Above the endless Heavenly Vault, it seemed as though a massive gash had been torn open, an unceasing momentum surged downward, immediately enveloping the entire arena in an oppressive atmosphere.
The momentum rolled and merged into Mo Wangchen's sword. At this moment, his garments fluttered as if lifted by an unfelt breeze. From afar, he appeared ethereal, akin to a generation's Sword King.
"Sword Intent! It's actually Sword Intent!"
"Mo Wangchen has also grasped Sword Intent! Among the younger generation of the Ten Directions Realm, besides Sword Sect Saint Sikong Yi, another talent has emerged who has comprehended Sword Intent!"
"It's simply too astonishing! With a sixth-grade Alchemy Dao Skill, coupled with Sword Intent, could Mo Wangchen be the Son of Vault? Otherwise, how could he possess so many dazzling lights?"
