In the Sword Vault, Sword Qi roiled tumultuously, as the Supreme of the Sword Tower commanded tens of thousands of swords with a domineering presence, making Liu Ningxuan, merged as one with his sword, an unstoppable force.
Clang clang clang clang, in an instant, the sound of countless Spirit Swords colliding rang out, deafening, inadvertently forming a sonic attack that was life-threatening to even those merely watching the battle.
"Run!"
Qiu Kun yelled, not caring that his Chaos Yin-Yang Sword was left behind as he turned tail and ran.
Anyone daring to remain in the Sword Vault at that moment would die without knowing how!
Other Sword Cultivators also realized that things had taken a turn for the worse and scrambled to escape.
Now, the Sword Vault had become a battlefield for two great Sword Cultivators; it was no place for mere mortals to tread, and even the Manager of the Tower and others could only stand by helplessly watching the scene unfold.