“Treasure sword, I will meld you down if you can’t cut down this tree.” Li Qiye waved it around and said.

“Clank!” The sword made a sound again. The stars in the sky rustled in fear, seemingly ready to fall down at any moment.

Strands of light poured out and illuminated the entire area. No one could keep their eyes open.

The most terrifying aspect of this was that these strands seemed to be the will of the progenitor with unmatched murderous potential. Gods and supremes, True Emperors or Everlastings; all would be killed by a single slash.

“This sword intent…” The students found it hard to stand still. The Eternals here trembled...