Forcing out thirty-six streams of vital blood, back when he refined the Desolate Sword, he had only needed to rely on his own vital blood; he should be able to remotely lock onto the exact location of the Desolate Sword.
The thirty-six drops of vital blood slowly formed a strange pattern in front of the Supreme, upon which densely packed with thirty-six lines began to spread silently outward.
At the same time.
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