This sword strike was too powerful. Every strand of Sword Intent easily cut through the chaotic aura and then bloomed wantonly.
An unparalleled and pure force completely erupted.
Black Cloud's eyes suddenly widened. Even though he was already an Emperor-to-be, facing this sword strike, only the terror of life and death surged into his heart!
He could easily feel that if he did not retreat, this sword strike would definitely injure him severely or even kill him!
But how could he let go of the Emperor-to-be fate energy in his hands?
"Ah!"
Black Cloud roared, and in the next moment, he actually tried to drag the chains along with Yu Yao.
However, Yu Yao suddenly grabbed the chaotic chains in her body and gave a strange smile. She used all her strength to drag him under the sword curtain!
Billions of Sword Intents intersected with each other, bringing with them a clear sword hum as they descended.