Chapter 395: Like a Hot Knife Slicing Through Butter
Once the pillar of golden light shot through the sky, everyone, no matter what they were doing, inevitably looked up. The clouds parted to make way for the golden pillar, its tip disappearing into the heavens as if piercing them. However, everyone knew that its height simply extended beyond their sight.
The power emanating from the golden pillar filled them with horror, exuding an even more overwhelming pressure than the lightning beam.
Baroness Weilmar and her guardian knight widened their eyes in shock as they sensed that the golden pillar possessed strength far greater than the high emperor stage. They had never seen anyone at the peak emperor stage unleash their technique, but perhaps this was what it would feel like if someone of that caliber did.
Suddenly, she felt the sword inside her storage ring tremble. Her guardian knight, Dan, also sensed his sword shaking. This phenomenon spread throughout the entire city as swords everywhere began to tremble. Before anyone could react and grasp their swords to stop it, the swords across the city floated into the air, their tips all pointing toward Aldrian.
They felt as if they were witnessing a surreal scene, thousands of swords filling the sky, as though paying their respects to the arrival of a Sword God. The sheer intensity of the sword will radiating from the golden pillar was immense, and an unconscious sense of worship arose in their hearts.
At the mayor’s mansion, Sylphia and the others also gazed at the golden pillar, finding its radiance beautiful. Xin Haotian observed the technique with a gaze reflecting both amazement and respect—something rare for him. Although he and Aldrian often joked and jabbed at each other, and Xin Haotian never wanted to lose to Aldrian in their exchanges, he had always held deep respect for him in moments like this.
Aldrian’s techniques never failed to amaze him, which only strengthened his admiration.
While the people of the city gazed at the golden pillar with amazement and glimmering eyes, the opposite reaction unfolded within the massive army in the distance. Some soldiers struggled to hold onto their swords as they attempted to break free from their grasp. However, most had already lost their weapons, staring blankly at the golden pillar, making no effort to retrieve them.
Despair.
That was the only thing that filled their minds as they sensed the overwhelming power contained within the golden pillar. A sword will capable of affecting countless blades across a radius of kilometers—such a phenomenon could only be achieved by one person.
A man that still left many questioning his origins and true identity.