When the Overlord’s Colossal Sword appeared, everyone present was momentarily shocked.
Whether or not a sword’s aura was threatening, depended on who was wielding the sword. If it was in the hands of a three year old child, even if it was a heavenly weapon, it still would not be of the slightest deterrence. But in an expert’s hands, even if it was a common sword, it would still release an awe-inspiring aura.
There were quite a few people present who had seen the Overlord’s Colossal Sword before; especially the elders and instructors, who were extremely familiar with it. Because over the past several hundred years, it had silently lain under the weapons rack in the Heavenly Weapon Pavilion, until it had been covered by a thick layer of dust. The disciples or instructors would only glance at it and marvel at its enormity, then look away completely… In their eyes, it was only huge, cumbersome, lacking in grandeur, and completely uninteresting. Over time, people had practically ignored and forgotten its existence.
But right now, grasped in Yun Che’s hands, its incomparably large pitch-black sword blade released a tyrannic aura that caused one’s heart to palpitate; just like the arrival of an army’s emperor that could make the world cower. It made the gazes of everyone present subconsciously focus on its body. They were incapable of moving for a long time as their gazes shook, their hearts shuddered, and their chests felt suffocated.
Qin Wushang was extremely startled after watching Yun Che stand up right after receiving a blow from Murong Yi’s “Blue Dragon Stirs the Sea”, but seeing the Overlord’s Colossal Sword grasped in his hand, his heart was several times more shocked… Because he was the most clear about what this feeling implied.