As Ye Beichen finished speaking, a piercing pressure erupted from his body. The force was so intense that even the disciples watching from afar were immediately affected.
"What is this? My scalp feels like it is about to explode. If I had not protected myself with qi, I would already be injured."
"Same here, and the most terrifying part is that Ye Beichen has not even attacked yet."
"This pressure… it is Sword Intent!"
"Sword Intent? That is impossible. I have only ever heard that a few geniuses from the inner halls managed to comprehend Sword Intent, and even among them, such people were exceedingly rare, geniuses among geniuses."
"That is not true Sword Intent."
At that moment, a disciple who clearly had deeper knowledge spoke up, his eyes widening in shock. "This is the pressure of a Sword Intent Seed. Ye Beichen has only comprehended a Sword Intent Seed, and what we are feeling is the aura it releases."
