"Ultimate Sword Intent!"
Faced with Luo Qingxian's inquiry, the First Holy Peak Sword Dao prodigy was full of astonishment and surprise, even shock.
Luo Qingxian's delicate body visibly trembled at the sound, and her star-like bright eyes filled with endless horror as she stood dumbfounded, gazing at the figure in front of the First Grotto Heaven Blessed Land, her eyes a reflection of turbulent autumn waters.
"Are you saying what he comprehended is... the Ultimate Sword Intent?" An enchanting voice echoed from the Second Holy Peak.
Even Luo Qingxian herself hadn't realized that her melodious voice, like the sound of celestial harps, was tinged with endless astonishment.
Ultimate Sword Intent. At the moment these four words reached her ears, a stunningly beautiful image automatically appeared in her mind — an image she had seen in an ancient book in the Divine Sword Sect during her early years.
