However, not the slightest ripple disturbed the armless youth's expression. As if the matter had nothing to do with him, he calmly took a step forward and said in a steady voice: "I have once seen a man cross a thousand miles with his sword to take a life, and I have also seen a man spend decades of bitter cultivation solely to condense a three-foot sword domain around his body. A sword's worth lies neither in its length nor its material; in short, any sword that can kill is a good sword!"
He spoke as if to himself, his tone very calm. Naturally, to the vast majority of people, these words were pure nonsense. Especially to the silver-haired woman—the look of astonishment in her eyes had vanished, replaced by an intense murderous intent.
Yet the armless youth did not look at her, calmly continuing, "The second sword is named 'Slaying Life!'"
Chapter 486