The general could not believe what was going on. The newly conquered lands were vast, and this was more than enough to get Kai Syaoran's name into the history books, and yet he was not content with just this. He wanted to hold onto this piece of land and then go on to expand it further. This was unbelievable.
The general was busy carrying a block of stone to be used in constructing yet another tower when he suddenly found himself flying through the sky at a terrible speed. Cultivators as powerful as he was could fly, but this was only for a limited amount of time. This was the current limit of human power.
He could not believe what was happening, and yet it was happening to him. He struggled as much as he could, but he could not get away from the power that arrived him. He felt that this was power belonging to another sword maven in the sword intent realm; he was in the same realm, and yet he could do nothing to save himself.
