C632 Time Sword Intent

As the black sword qi burst forth, it was as if clouds were snatching up stones, its presence overwhelmingly assertive.

The formidable aura was akin to a mountain's roar, commanding and profound.

"Is this... the Destruction Sword Intent?!" In the Jinling Province camp's resting area, Mo Qishao gripped the railing tightly, his expression a mix of shock and frustration