In the Sword Emperor's Hall.
Amir wielded the Blood Sword, pointing directly at Su Changqing, a dark aura rising overwhelmingly.
His eyes were filled with disdain and mockery,
"Let me see how strong your Emperor's intent is, and whether it can overpower me now!"
Su Changqing raised his eyebrow, and a streak of golden pattern suddenly appeared at the center of his brow.
Boom!
An immensely oppressive Sword Intent burst forth towards the sky.
Su Changqing, like a divine king above the ninth heaven, looked down indifferently at Amir below.
The domineering Sword Intent that reigned supreme in all heavens and earth caused the entire world to wail in lament.
"Hmph!"
Amir let out a cold sneer.
If it were before, facing this Emperor's intent, he would indeed be constrained.
But now...
"Burn my divine thought, condense the intent of immortality!"
A mysterious sign flashed at Amir's fingertip, and black flames suddenly ignited within his sea of consciousness.
