The overwhelming Sword Intent cascaded down.
Within that vast waterfall of Sword Intent, Su Changqing, as small as an ant, vanished in a flash.
"Chang Qing!"
"Young Master!"
Witnessing such a scene, Su Zian, Su Wenlin, and all the Su family members present exclaimed in shock.
Faced with the impact of that immense Original Sword Intent, how could the mortal Su Changqing withstand it?
Su Wenlin immediately stepped forward, his terrifying aura surging.
But just as he was about to act, Su Zian reached out to stop him, looking down with a strange expression,
"Chang Qing... is still absorbing it!"
Everyone was startled by this, peering closely.
Amidst the vast ocean of Sword Intent, Su Changqing's whole body was radiating brilliant light.
The torrential river of Sword Intent rushing down did not burst Su Changqing apart, but instead, disappeared as if a clay ox entering the sea.
