The sword light was dense, numbering in tens of thousands.
Each one contained a sharp Sword Intent, slicing through the void with a hissing sound.
However, the moment this sword rain appeared, it did not scatter in all directions.
Instead, it seemed to be attracted by an invisible core, beginning to converge, collide, and merge inwardly with a more profound and rapid trajectory.
The number of sword rains sharply decreased.
Yet the pressure and aura of destruction they emitted surged frighteningly fast.
What was once merely sharp Sword Qi now seemed to be infused with soul and will, highly condensed, transforming into a terrifying Sword Gang with azure Dao patterns flickering unpredictably within.
This fusing Sword Gang was no longer as restless and unstable as it was at Entry Level.
Instead, it exhibited a restrained stillness like an abyss.
But the power it contained made the restrictions within the cavern flash frantically, emitting a strained wail.
