The spirit of the Ancient Dragon Sword, however, was neither intimidated nor angered. It simply giggled at Lu Yun and said, "Heh, kid, if you have any self-awareness at all, I advise you to let the other two merge with me. Otherwise, you’re done for."
"Arrogant!"
Before the Ancient Dragon Sword had even finished speaking, a cluster of sinister energy drifted out from the Nine-Dragon Blade. The face that emerged from it was far uglier, its sharp features twisted into a mocking sneer.
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