The Zhuxian Swords stood as firm as Mount Tai, making them agonizingly difficult to pull from the ground. Only by obtaining the key was there any hope of taking away all the Zhuxian Swords here—meaning all ninety-nine of them.
Zhuxian Sword Qi.
Above Su Chen's head, the replication Blood Wheel condensed. Streams of replication energy continuously poured into the Zhuxian Swords, replicating the Zhuxian Sword Qi upon them.
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