Powerful sword principles raged wildly all around.
One spatial rift after another was torn open, only to be quickly repaired and perfected by an even more powerful force.
Amidst the ruins, a tall gate stands.
The storm raged, emitting a series of irresistible sword cries.
Nian Qingfeng slowly frowned.
Something's not right here.
Jiang Wuyuan watched silently from the side.
The energy fluctuations in the vicinity made him feel extremely uneasy, even though he was under Nian Qingfeng's protection.
He believed that any skill was useless in the face of absolute strength.
So there's no need to be confused.
Because in his perception, the moment he stepped into that space, he would be instantly torn to shreds.
There was no possibility of resistance.
Nian Qingfeng also found it very troublesome.
Because this doesn't seem like a tradition, it's more like...
It seemed like a sign that a great terror was about to befall them.
Nian Qingfeng narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Little apprentice, wait for me outside. I'll go check the situation."
After saying that, without waiting for Jiang Wuyuan to stop him, he flashed and flew towards the central portal.
If you don't want him to die, stop him and don't let him in.
Just then, a voice rang out in Jiang Wuyuan's mind.
【teacher? ! 】
It's me.
This is not a lineage of swordsmanship, nor does he possess the key to unlock its secrets.
With only the cultivation level of a peak Saint, it is insufficient to contend with that power.
Jiang Wuyuan watched the blue figure about to enter the portal in the distance and anxiously took a step forward.
"Master! Don't go in!"
Seeing Jiang Wuyuan's anxious expression, the sword spirit slowly added a sentence.
However, you can go in.
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