A Line of Footprints

"What a terrifying sword intent! Who is that person?" 

"Is someone here for the first time and experiencing the baptism of the Saintly light?" 

"Who can recognize which sect this sword aura belongs to?" 

At the peak of the giant mountain, clouds and mist lingered, and all kinds of rare spiritual herbs and flowers grew. It was a blessed land filled with spiritual energy. Many young geniuses from various sects were discussing and competing here. However, at this moment, almost everyone's eyes were attracted by this sword intent, and they revealed a look of horror. 

"Is this really a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator?" 

"Almost all of the people here will probably not be able to block this sword," a genius from the Mysterious Star Grotto-Heaven muttered, his face filled with disbelief.