"If I run out of primordial stones, I'll just use Spirit Milk as a substitute!"
Thinking this, Zhou Chuan swapped the sword in his hand for the Snow God Sword.
This was the first time he was using the Snow God Sword, a grade-six Spirit Refining sword. There were now only thirty swords left in his spiritual sea. The spatial rift was still not large enough, and to guard against any other tricks Tan Chong might have, Zhou Chuan had to be ruthless and fast.
Chapter 658