Klasipikasyon ng Quintessence (2)

It was a sensation that reminded him of the relentless, rapid tides, carrying an imposing momentum that would blast through anything that stood in its path. For someone who had been in contact with his ancestor's Flowing Water Swordsmanship from a very young age, Jian Qinsheng was extremely accustomed to that feeling.

The both of them should have been at odds, but why would the young man suddenly emanate Sword Intent that was identical to his ancestor's?

Furthermore, judging from the overwhelming aura, it seemed like he was in the midst of reaching Sword Quintessence?"

Weng weng weng!

In his moment of confusion, the swords in the hands of the sword practitioners in the area suddenly began shaking uncontrollably as their swords flew out of their sheaths. They swiftly fell to the ground, paying respects to their new emperor.

"He actually managed to reach Sword Quintessence…" Jian Qinsheng muttered as he felt his throat running hoarse.